1 Imposture shrinks from light,
And dreads the curious eye:
But Christian truths the test invite,
They bid us search and try.
2 A meek inquiring mind,
Lord, help us to maintain;
That growing knowledge we may find,
And growing virtue gain.
3 With understanding bless'd,
Created to be free,
Our faith on man we dare not rest,
Subject none but thee.
4 Lord, give the light we need;
With soundest knowledge fill;
From noxious error guard our creed,
From prejudice our will.
5 The truth thou shalt impart,
May we with firmness own;
Abhorring each evasive art,
And fearing thee alone.
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