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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.
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.
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.
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.
So we're all right, an' I, for one,
Don't think our cause'll lose in vally
By rammin' read more
So we're all right, an' I, for one,
Don't think our cause'll lose in vally
By rammin' Scriptur' in our gun,
An' gittin' Natur' for an ally.
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.
And that the Scriptures, though not everywhere
Free from corruption, or entire, or clear,
Are uncorrupt, sufficient, read more
And that the Scriptures, though not everywhere
Free from corruption, or entire, or clear,
Are uncorrupt, sufficient, clear, entire
In all things which our needful faith require.
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.
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.