I open up the Holy Book, With trembling soul I turn each page, For revelation still I look, And ponder in the quiet stage.
And see again the Universe's Creator— The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost In unity eternal, forever greater— The Holy Trinity's deeds uttermost…
And wonder knows no boundary line, Amazement overflows the brim. Through these marvelous pages shine You lead me back to Eden's rim,
Where You communed with mankind's race So many ages long ago, But sin broke off that sacred grace, And left but one path—depths below.
Jesus Christ through incarnation Resolved the riddle on the cross: Through His death and resurrection He turned our gain from mortal loss.
Father, Your love I now receive, For blood, Jesus, gratitude I raise, The Spirit's fellowship I grieve, An offering of praise I praise.
Oh, how I wish for you, dear people, To ask and plead in this dark hour: Let daily be your sacred steeple A meeting with Christ's saving power.
