| Song | Thy Word Is Like A Garden Lord |
| Album | Good Old Christian Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Edwin Hodder |
| Music | |
| Key | Meter: 14.14.14.14 |
| Tags | Thy Word Is Like A Garden Lord |
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Thy Word Is Like A Garden, Lord, With Flowers Bright And Fair;
And Everyone Who Seeks May Pluck A Lovely Cluster There.
Thy Word Is Like A Deep, Deep Mine; And Jewels Rich And Rare
Are Hidden In Its Mighty Depths For Every Searcher There.
Thy Word Is Like A Starry Host: A Thousand Rays Of Light
Are Seen To Guide The Traveller And Make His Pathway Bright.
Thy Word Is Like An Armory, Where Soldiers May Repair;
And Find, For Life’s Long Battle Day, All Needful Weapons There.
Oh, May I Love Thy Precious Word, May I Explore The Mine,
May I Its Fragrant Flowers Glean, May Light Upon Me Shine!
Oh, May I Find My Armor There! Thy Word My Trusty Sword,
I’ll Learn To Fight With Every Foe The Battle Of The Lord.
