O Word of God Incarnate

O Word of God Incarnate, O Wisdom from on High,
O Truth unchanged, unchanging, O light of our deep sky;
We praise Thee for the ra-diance, that from Thy hallowed Sage,
A lantern to our foot-steps, shines on from age to age!

The Church, from her dear Master, received the Gift divine,
And still that Light she lifteth, o'er all the world to shine.
He is the golden chalice, where all our gems are stored,
He is the risen Master, He's Christ, the living Word!

He floweth like a banner, that's by God's host unfurled;
He shineth like a beacon, before a blinded world,
He is the chart and compass, that o'er life's surging sea,
'Mid mist and rocks and quicksands, still guides, O God, to Thee!

Thou'st made Thy Church, dear Savior, a lamp of purest Gold;
To bear before the nations,Thy true Light as of old,
O teach Thy wandering pilgrims, by Thee their path to trace,
Till clouds and darkness ended, they see Thee face to face!