Written in the Holy Bible

Ye sacred tomes, be my unerring guide, Dove-hearted saints, and prophets eagle-ey'd! I scorn the moral fop and ethic sage, But drink in truth from your illumin'd page: Like Moses' bush, each leaf's divinely bright, Where God invests himself in milder light; Taught by your doctrines we devoutly rise, Faith points the way, and hope unbars the skies. You tune our passions, teach them how to roll, And sink the body but to raise the soul; To raise it, bear it to mysterious day, Nor want an angel to direct the way!