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C. M.
A light unto my path.
Psalm 119:105.
What glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun!
It gives a light to every age—
It gives but borrows none.
2 The hand that gave it, still supplies
His gracious light and heat;
His truths upon the nations rise—
They rise, but never set.
3 Let everlasting thanks be thine
For such a bright display,
As makes the world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.
4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The paths of truth and love,
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above.
Cowper.