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But Thy good word informs my soul
How I may climb to heaven.
But Thy good word informs my soul
How I may climb to heaven.
Out from the heart of nature rolled
The burdens of the Bible old.
Out from the heart of nature rolled
The burdens of the Bible old.
A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun,
It gives a light to every age,
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A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun,
It gives a light to every age,
It gives, but borrows none.
We search the world for truth; we cull
The good, the pure, the beautiful,
From all old read more
We search the world for truth; we cull
The good, the pure, the beautiful,
From all old flower fields of the soul;
And, weary seeker of the best,
We come back laden from out quest,
To find that all the sages said
Is in the Book our mothers read.
The history of every individual man should be a Bible.
The history of every individual man should be a Bible.
How glad the heathens would have been,
That worship idols, wood and stone,
If they the book read more
How glad the heathens would have been,
That worship idols, wood and stone,
If they the book God had seen.
His studie was but litel on the Bible.
His studie was but litel on the Bible.
Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
The word unto the prophet spoken
Was writ on tablets yet unbroken:
The word by seers or read more
The word unto the prophet spoken
Was writ on tablets yet unbroken:
The word by seers or sibyls told,
In groves of oak or fanes of gold,
Still floats upon the morning wind,
Still whispers to the willing mind.
