O'er all the moral world, where, otherwise,
No light would
come, or through its midnight gloom
No cheering ray appear, to
The darkness, God has set a guiding star--
bright--whose rays divine
Should pierce the night--the deep'ning
Which o'er the earth in sullen silence brood.
more, a ray of God's own brightness, sent
Direct to man from off His
That those who gladly should the light receive,
And follow where it led, should here enjoy
A glorious foretaste of the
bliss of Heaven.
It is God's Holy Word, immutable,
Through life's bewildering
maze alone can guide
The wandering traveler to eternal rest.
Without it, man were lost--lost in the deep,
Dark labyrinth of dread
Where doubts distract, and fearful thoughts arise--
With nought his steps to lead, save the dim lamp
Of human reason,
whose misguiding flame
Would serve to make the gloom still more
The darkness deeper, and more keenly felt.
not God's design to leave man thus,
In error's devious paths, to grope
So, through His Sacred Word, His will revealed,
pointed out the narrow path, that bright
And brighter shines, e'en to
the perfect day.