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One day at least in every week,
The sects of every kind
Their doctrines here are sure read more
One day at least in every week,
The sects of every kind
Their doctrines here are sure to seek,
And just as sure to find.
Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
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.
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.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.
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.
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.
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 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.