We li­mit not the truth of God
To our poor reach of mind,
By no­tions of our day and sect,
Crude, par­tial, and con­fined.
No, let a new and bet­ter hope
Within our hearts be stirred:

Refrain

The Lord hath yet more light and truth
To break forth from His Word.

Darkling our great fore­fa­thers went
The first steps of the way;
’Twas but the dawn­ing yet to grow
Into the per­fect day.
And grow it shall, our glo­ri­ous sun
More fer­vid rays af­ford:

Refrain

The val­leys passed, as­cend­ing still,
Our souls would high­er climb,
And look down from su­per­nal heights
On all the by­gone time.
Upward we press, the air is clear,
And the sphere-mu­sic heard:

Refrain

O Fa­ther, Son, and Spi­rit, send
Us in­crease from above;
Enlarge, ex­pand all Chris­tian souls
To com­pre­hend Thy love,
And make us to go on, to know
With nob­ler pow­ers con­ferred:

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