UPON the Word I rest Each pilgrim day; This golden staff is best For all the way. What Jesus Christ hath spoken Cannot be broken! Upon the Word I rest, So strong, so sure; So full of comfort blest, So sweet, so pure! The charter of salvation, Faith's broad foundation. Upon the Word I stand! That cannot die! Christ seals it in my hand; He cannot lie! The Word that faileth never! Abiding ever! Chorus. -- The Master hath said it! Rejoicing in this, We ask not for sign or for token; His word is enough for our confident bliss, "The Scripture cannot be broken!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WANTS OF MAN by JOHN QUINCY ADAMS DE GUSTIBUS' by ROBERT BROWNING A COUNTRY BURIAL by EMILY DICKINSON TO THE PIOUS MEMORY OF THE YOUNG LADY MRS. ANNE KILLIGREW by JOHN DRYDEN WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER'D FAME by WALT WHITMAN MANSONG: CHORAL by MARCUS ADENEY |