THERE is a book who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts; And all the...

THERE is a book who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts; And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts.

The works of God, above, below, Within us, and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God himself is found.

Two worlds are ours; 'tis only sin Forbids us to descry The mystic heaven and earth within, Plain as the sea and sky.

Thou who hast given me eyes to see And love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out thee, And read thee everywhere.