Say, Christian, would'st thou thrive

Say, Christian, would'st thou thrive
In knowledge of thy Lord?
Against no Scripture ever strive,
But tremble at his word.

Revere the sacred page;
To injure any part
Betrays, with blind and feeble rage,
A hard and haughty heart.

If aught there dark appear,
Bewail thy want of sight;
No imperfection can be there,
For all God's words are right.

The Scriptures and the Lord
Bear one tremendous name;
The written and the incarnate Word
In all things are the same.