I find my LORD in the Bible
Wherever I chance to look,
HE is the theme of the Bible
The center and heart of the Book;
HE is the Rose of Sharon,
HE is the Lily fair,
Wherever I open my Bible
The LORD of the Book is there.

HE, at the Book's beginning,
Gave to the earth its form,
HE is the Ark of shelter
Bearing the brunt of the storm,
The Burning Bush of the desert,
The budding of Aaron's Rod,
Wherever I look in the Bible
I see the Son of God.

The Ram upon Mt. Moriah,
The Ladder from earth to sky,
The Scarlet Cord in the window,
And the Serpent lifted high,
The Smitten Rock in the desert,
The Shepherd with staff and crook,
The face of my Lord I discover
Wherever I open the Book.

HE is the Seed of the Woman,
The Savior Virgin-born;
HE is the Son of David,
Whom men rejected with scorn,
HIS garments of grace and beauty
The stately Aaron deck,
Yet HE is the Priest forever,
For HE is Melchizedek.

LORD of eternal glory
Whom John, the Apostle saw;
Light of the Golden City,
Lamb without spot or flaw,
Bridegroom coming at midnight,
For whom the Virgins look.
Wherever I open my Bible,
I find my LORD in the Book.

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