That good old Book of Life
For centuries has stood
Unharmed, amid the strife,
When earth was drunk with blood.
And wouldst thou harm it now,
And have its truths forgot?
Skeptic, forbear thy blow,
Thy hand shall harm it not!
For centuries has stood
Unharmed, amid the strife,
When earth was drunk with blood.
And wouldst thou harm it now,
And have its truths forgot?
Skeptic, forbear thy blow,
Thy hand shall harm it not!
Second stanza of No. 492 in Sacred Melodies for Social Worship by Hiram Mattison (New York, NY: Mason Brothers, 1859).
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