Love Song for God's Word

Ps.119:11

Your word I have hidden in my heart,

That I might not sin against You.

Oh, how I love God’s word

His Presence fills each page

His loving kindness undergirds

Faith’s flight, from age to age

He comforts and assures

He leads us in the Way

His everlasting law endures

Come whatsoever may

His goodness, truth and Light

For all faith cannot see

Equips us with power and might

To face the enemy

To recognize sin’s ploy

To guard against the foe

To reaffirm the hope and joy

Only He can bestow

To keep in perfect peace

The mind transfixed on Him

To generate wisdom’s increase

And bid worldly views dim

To bridge the cosmic gap

That else would gape between

To expose the vile tempter’s trap

Alluring and obscene

To tell me of His love

Of mercy’s staff and rod

To caution, correct and reprove

And instill man with God

To rekindle the flame

His gift of grace began

As I uttered the only name

That saves the soul of man

To remind me to trust

He who supplies each need

And counts my numbered days of dust

Tried by doubt, fear and greed

Oh, how I love God’s word

To wake in you and me

A hymn of worship undeterred

For all eternity

His promises sustain

The faith that fain would fail

Save for the Fount nothing can drain

Of love that will prevail

As we, surrounded by

A cloud of witnesses

Commit each desperate heart-cry

To God's kind faithfulness

Where His Voice breaks the bread

That restoreth the soul

Then, as spirit-hunger is fed

Once more faith is made whole

His Word alone provides

Unworldly fellowship

God ministers as man confides

And releases pride’s grip

His Word perfects the prayer

As we learn to be still

To listen, then life’s weight of care

Surrenders to His will

His Word beyond compare

My words inept to tell

The wonders we discover where

His changeless precepts dwell

Stayed anchor when gales sting

When opposing winds seethe

His Word covers me with His wing

And gathers me beneath

To thrill me with His love

To protect me from sin

Led by the soundless thunder of

His still, small voice within

Oh, how I love God’s word

Rich with mercy and grace

To cheer me on and undergird

 Until faith sees His face

© Janet Martin