Thy Word is Like a Garden, Lord -ghf173.mid - [Play Midi]
  1. Thy Word is like a garden, Lord,
    With flowers bright and fair;
    And ev'ry-one who seeks may pluck
    A lovely cluster there.
    Thy Word is like a deep, deep mine,
    And jewels rich and rare
    Are hidden in its mighty depths
    For ev'ry searcher there.

  2. Thy Word is like a starry host
    A thousand rays of light
    Are seen to guide the traveler
    And make his pathway bright.
    Thy Word is like an armory
    Where soldiers may repair
    And find, for life's long battle-day
    All needful weapons there.

  3. O may I love Thy precious Word
    May I explore the mine;
    May I its fragrant flowers glean,
    May light upon me shine
    O may I find my armor there,
    Thy Word my trusty sword!
    I'll learn to fight with ev'ry foe
    The battle of the Lord!