1 How blest are they who hear God's word,
And keep and heed what they have heard:
They wisdom daily gather;
Their light shines brighter day by day,
And while they tread life's weary way,
They have the oil of gladness
To soothe their pain and sadness.

2 God's word a treasure is to me,
Through sorrow's night my sun shall be,
The shield of faith in battle;
The Father's hand hath written there
My title as His child and heir,
"The kingdom's thine forever;"
That promise faileth never.

3 Today I was my Savior's guest,
My soul was here so richly blest,
The bread of Life receiving.
O may thereby my faith prevail,
So that its fruits shall never fail
Till my account is given
Before the throne in heaven.