1002. -- |As for the truth, it endureth and is always strong.|

1002. 8s. & 7s. M. Waterston. "As for the truth, it endureth and is always strong."

1 Theories, which thousands cherish,
Pass like clouds that sweep the sky;
Creeds and dogmas all may perish;
Truth herself can never die.

2 From the glorious heavens above her,
She has shed her beams abroad,
That the souls who truly love her,
May become the sons of God.

3 Worldlings blindly may refuse her,
Close their eyes and call it night;
Learned scoffers may abuse her,
But they cannot quench her light!

4 Thrones may totter, empires crumble,
All their glories cease to be;
While she, Christ-like, crowns the humble,
And from bondage sets them free.

5 God himself will e'er defend her
From the fury of her foe,
Till she, in her native splendor,
Sits enthroned o'er all below.