O word of God incarnate, O wisdom from on high, O truth unchanged, unchanging, O Light of our dark sky; We praise thee for the radiance That from the hallowed page, A lantern to our footsteps, Shines on from age to age. The Church from thee, her Master Received the gift divine; And still that light she lifteth O'er all the earth to shine. It is the golden casket Where gems of truth are stored; It is the heaven-drawn picture Of, thee, the living Word. I floateth like a banner Before God's host uufurled; It shineth like a beacon Above the darkling world; It is the chart and compass That o'er life's surging sea, Mid mists and rocks and quicksands, Still guide, O Christ, to thee. Oh, make the Church, dear Saviour, A lamp burnished gold, To bear before the nations Thy true light, as of gold. Oh, teach the wandering pilgrims By this their path to trace, Till, clouds and darkness ended, They see thee face to face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MR. HOUSMAN'S MESSAGE by EZRA POUND ELEGY: THE LAMENT OF EDWARD BLASTOCK; FOR RICHARD ROWLEY by EDITH SITWELL THE DONKEY by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON IF WE MUST DIE by CLAUDE MCKAY TIRED MOTHERS by MAY LOUISE RILEY SMITH THE BEACHCOMBER by MILDRED DOSCH BANTA MOCK EPITAPH ON MR. AND MRS. ESTLIN by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |