Knowledge of God

Shine forth, eternal Source of Light, And make thy glories known; Fill my enlarg'd, adoring sight With lustre all thine own.

Vain are the charms, and faint the rays The brightest creatures boast; And all their grandeur and their praise Are in thy presence lost.

To know the Author of our frame Is our sublimest skill: True science is to read thy Name, True life t'obey thy will.