The Loving Word

Verse 1

A living, loving, lasting word, My listening ear believing heard, While bending down in prayer; Like a sweet breeze that none can stay, It passed my soul upon its way, And left a blessing there.

Verse 2

Then joyful thoughts that come and go, By paths the holy angels know, Encamped around my soul; As in a dream of blest repose, Mid withered reeds a river rose, And through the desert stole.

Verse 3

I lifted up my eyes to see — The wilderness was glad for me, Its thorns were bright with bloom; And onward travellers still in sight, Marked out a path of shining light, And shade unmixed with gloom.

Verse 4

O sweet the strains of those before, “The weary knees are weak no more, The faithful heart is strong;” But sweeter, nearer, from above, That word of everlasting love, The promise and the song.