Who, As They Sung, Would Take The

Courage Never To Submit Of Yield.

So Spake The Seraph Abdiel, Faithful Found; Among The Faithless, Faithful Only He.

A Good Book Is The Precious Lifeblood Of A Master Spirit.

With Diadem And Sceptre High Advanced, The Lower Still I Fall; Only Supreme In Misery; Such Joy Ambition Finds.

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.