The Glory Of The Gospel

Upon the Gospel' s sacred page The gathered beams of ages shine; For, as it hastens, ev' ry age Fulfils its prophecies divine.

On mightier wing, in loftier flight, From year to year the truth shall soar, And, as it soars, its blessed light Shall scatter darkness more and more.

More glorious still, as centuries roll, Shall Truth' s fair banner be unfurled, Until in strength, from pole to pole, Its radiance shall o' er flow the world-

Flow to restore, but not destroy; As when the cloudless lamp of day Pours out its floods of light and joy, And sweeps the ling' ring mists away.