O How I Love Thy Holy Law

Verse 1

O how I love your holy law! It’s daily my delight! From you my meditations draw divine advice by night.

Verse 2

If I’m a stranger, or at home, it’s my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures my taste.

Verse 3

No treasures so enrich the mind; nor shall your word be sold for loads of silver well refined, nor heaps of choicest gold.

Verse 4

When nature sinks, and spirits droop, your promises of grace are pillars to support my hope, and there I’ll write my praise!