Lo, He Is God Alone

by Fanny Crosby

O blessed, blessed bible,
Our treasured book divine,
With hope, and joy, and comfort,
Thy pages brightly shine.

Our chart upon life's ocean,
Our compass day by day,
The lamp our feet directing,
The light that guides our way.

Thou tellest us of Jesus,
The Son of God above,
Who came the world to ransom,
So great His wondrous love.

O blessed, blessed Bible,
That God himself hath giv'n,
To fit us for His kingdom,
Of endless life in Heav'n.

Chorus

More precious still than rubies,
More pure than purest gold,
Our blessed, blessed Bible,
Thy worth can never be told.