1. 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 the footsteps,
  Shines on from age to age.
2. The Church from her dear Master
  Received the gift divine,
  And still that light she lifteth
  O'er all the earth to shine:
  It is the golden treasure
  Where gems of truth are stored;
  It is the heaven��drawn picture
  Of Christ, the living Word.
3. It floateth like a banner
  Before God's host unfurled;
  It shineth like a beacon
  Above the darking 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.
4. O make Thy Church, dear Savior,
  A lampstand of pure gold,
  To bear before the nations
  Thy light, that all behold;
  O teach Thy wandering pilgrims
  By this their path to trace,
  Till, clouds and darkness ended,
  They see Thee face to face.