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...LONG ISLAND SOUND by EMMA LAZARUS THE SORROW OF LOVE (2) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS MAPLE LEAVES by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 9 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH TO MARY SINTON LEITCH, POET AND FRIEND by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE TO MRS. K.T (WHO ASKED HIM WHY HE WAS DUMB) by JOHN CLEVELAND |