The Teachers Of Our Law, And To

Now The Bright Morning-star, Day's Harbinger, Comes Dancing From The East.

The Saviour Who Flitted Before The Patriarchs Through The Fog Of The Old Dispensation, And Who Spake In Time Past To The Fathers By The Prophets, Articulate But Unseen, Is The Same Saviour Who, On The Open Heights Of The Gospel, And In The Abundant Daylight Of This New Testament, Speaks To Us. Still All Along It Is The Same Jesus, And That Bible Is From Beginning To End All Of It, The Word Of Christ.

That Power Which Erring Men Call Chance.

Good, The More Communicated, More Abundant Grows.

Among Unequals What Society Can Sort, What Harmony, Or True Delight?