Thy Word Is Like a Garden

1Thy Word is like a garden,
Lord,
With flowers bright and fair;
And ev'ry one who seeks may pluck And weave a garland rare.

2Thy Word is like a deep, deep mine:
And jewels rich and rare Are hidden in its mighty depths For ev'ry searcher there.

3O may I love Thy precious Word,
May I explore the mine,
May I the fragrant flowers glean,
Thy graces all divine.