Upon the gospel’s sacred page

The gathered beams of ages shine;

And, as it hastens, every age

But makes its brightness more divine.

2 On mightier wing, in loftier flight,

From year to year, does knowledge soar;

And, as it soars, the gospel light

Becomes effulgent more and more.

3 More glorious still, as centuries roll,

New regions blest, new powers unfurled;

Expanding with the expanding soul,

Its radiance shall o’erflow the world;

4 Flow to restore, but not destroy;

As when the cloudless lamp of day

Pours out its flood of light and joy,

And sweeps the lingering mist away.