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Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
The Bible is a book of faith, and a book of doctrine, and a book
of morals, and a read more
The Bible is a book of faith, and a book of doctrine, and a book
of morals, and a book of religion, of especial revelation from
God.
Shallows where a lamb could wade and depths where an elephant
would drown.
Shallows where a lamb could wade and depths where an elephant
would drown.
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.
Starres are poore books, and oftentimes do misse;
This book of starres lights to eternal blisse.
Starres are poore books, and oftentimes do misse;
This book of starres lights to eternal blisse.
Most wondrous book! bright candle of the Lord!
Star of Eternity! The only star
By which the read more
Most wondrous book! bright candle of the Lord!
Star of Eternity! The only star
By which the bark of man could navigate
The sea of life, and gain the coast of bliss
Securely.
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.
Within that awful volume lies
The mystery of mysteries!
Happiest they of human race,
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Within that awful volume lies
The mystery of mysteries!
Happiest they of human race,
To whom God has granted grace
To read, to fear, to hope, to pray,
To lift the latch, and force the way:
And better had they ne'er been born,
Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
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.
