October 27
Like a star of the morning in its beauty,
Like a sun is the Bible to my soul;
Shining clear on the way of love and duty,
As I hasten on my journey to the goal.
‘Tis a light in the wilderness of sorrow,
And a lamp on the weary pilgrim way,
And it guides to the bright, eternal morrow,
Shining more and more unto the perfect day.
‘Tis the voice of a Friend forever near me,
In the toil and the battle here below;
In the gloom of the valley it will cheer me,
Till the glory of His kingdom I shall know.
It shall stand in its beauty and its glory,
When the earth and the heavens pass away;
Ever telling the blessed, wondrous story,
Of the loving Lamb, the only living way.
H. B. Hartzler
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