1 Upon the gospel's sacred page
The gathered beams of ages shine;
And, as it hastens, ev'ry age
But makes its brightness more divine.
2 On mightier wing, in loftier flight,
From year to year does knowledge soar;
And, as it soars, the gospel light
Becomes effulgent more and more.
3 More glorious, still, as centuries roll,
New regions blest, new pow'rs unfurled,
Expanding with th' expanding soul,
Its radiance shall o'er flow the world.
4 Slow to restore, but not destroy;
As when the cloudless lamp of day
Pours out its flood of light and joy,
And sweeps the ling'ring mists away.
Source: Hallowed Hymns, New and Old #221