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.

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.

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.

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.

Now these be the last words of David. David the son of Jesse
said, and the man who was read more

Now these be the last words of David. David the son of Jesse
said, and the man who was raised up on high, the anointed of the
God of Jacob, and the sweet psalmist of Israel, said,
The Spirit of the Lord spake by me, and his word was in my
tongue.

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.

Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.

Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.

His studie was but litel on the Bible.

His studie was but litel on the Bible.

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.