Classic Poem

Heralds of Jesus through all time!
Who, speaking day by day,
Have scatter'd wide, through every clime,
Those truths that in the depths sublime
Of olden scripture lay!

What under night's mysterious screen,
Veil'd in a shadowy hue,
Was by the Prophets dimly seen,
'Twas yours, without a veil between,
In naked day to view!

What Christ, the Man, divinely wrought;
The God, as mortal bore;
Your pens to every age have taught,
In words with inspiration fraught,
That live for evermore!

Sever'd by oceans wide apart,
Yet by one Spirit sway'd,
One were ye all in mind and heart;
And, with a more than human art,
One perfect Christ portray'd.

Wrapt in a voice of mortal mould
The Father's viewless Word,
To you His truths eternal told; —
And still, as we your page unfold,
That selfsame voice is heard!