Lord, who didst the pro­phets teach
To pre­pare Thy way of old;
And by Thy apos­tles preach
Truths of wis­dom ma­ni­fold;

Teach us to be­hold Thee, Lord,
Present in the sac­red page,
Living Word in writ­ten word;
Coming thus to ev­ery age.

Coming in King Da­vid’s psalms,
In Isai­ah’s trum­pet-call,
In St. John’s deep, qui­et calms,
In the glow­ing fires of Paul.

Coming bright­ly from afar
To the lands with dark­ness dim,
On the ev­an­gel­ic car
Of Thy four­fold che­ru­bim.

Thus, O bless­èd Lord, when we
On Thy Holy Scrip­tures look,
May we ever wor­ship Thee,
Coming in Thy sac­red book.

So, when as a scroll is past
Heav’n, and earth with all its strife,
We may see our names at last
Written in the Book of Life.