Your word O Lord I love to keep
To live and meditate;
It shows my sin it makes me weep,
And all transgression hate.
Your word O Lord it breaks my heart,
It causes me to yearn;
Something, Someone, a brand new start,
A way I cannot earn.
Your word O Lord it is my hope,
My peace, my joy, my all;
It points me to the Christ of God,
My Saviour all in all.
Your word O Lord leads to the Lamb,
The blood shed on the cross;
To guilt removed, to sin destroyed,
I cannot suffer loss.
Your word O Lord my lamp it is,
You are the Holy Oil;
To me Your love and grace it gives,
To rest from all my toil.
Your word O Lord will lead me home,
And never shall it fail;
It’s truth, it’s light, it’s always right,
That’s why I will prevail.
(Tune: Martyrdom; CM)
(© James R Hamilton – Written Saturday, 19th, July, 2003)