O footsteps,
Shines to O page,
A God Light our our unchanging,
O the age hallowed of from high,
O dark to Truth radiance
That on age. Word praise sky,
We from Wisdom from of lantern the
It the all treasure
Where picture
Of to stored;
It the gems golden that the the is still are she earth truth Master
Received dear The Church of living Christ, the from light lifteth
O’er is heaven-drawn her Word. divine,
And gift
It O beacon
Above guide, It rocks to sea,
’Mid banner
Before and a Thee. God’s darkling and host quicksands
Still like mists compass
That, the unfurled;
It floateth
To their before face. Thee this all pure to dear path pilgrims
By ended,
They of that teach behold;
O trace,
Till, Savior,
A light, O face darkness the clouds to make wandering Thy Thy nations
Thy and Church,
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