The world may boast the brilliant light
Of science, which oft deceives;
But oft, in clouds of error’s night
Her dazzled votaries she leaves.
What shall man’s intellect avail,
When God His judgments shall display?
How soon its boasted power shall fail
Before the terrors of that day.
Jesus! Thy words alone impart
Eternal truth and sure repose;
No doubts shall overwhelm the heart,
Which Thee and Thy salvation knows.
How precious to my thirsting soul
The truths Thy sacred words convey;
Mighty to strengthen and console,
And which shall never pass away.
Here will I rest, beneath Thy cross,
Where faith the way of life discerns,
And counting all things else but loss,
My soul eternal wisdom learns.