Words to second hymn:

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The spirit breathes upon the Word
And brings the truth to sight;
Precept and promise still afford
A sanctifying light.

A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun;
It gives a light to every age,
It gives but borrows none.

Let everlasting thanks be Thine
For such a bright display
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.