"The Spirit breathes upon the Word,
And brings the truth to sight;
Precepts and promises afford
A sanctifying light.
A glory gilds the sacred page
Majestic like the sun.
It gives a light to every age.
It gives, but borrows none.
The hand that gave it, stills supplies
The gracious light and heat:
His truth upon the nations rise,
They rise, but never set.
Let everlasting thanks be thine,
For such a bright display,
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.
My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of him I love,
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above."
~William Cowper
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