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Ye deathless messengers of Christ,
who bear to every place
the unveiled mysteries of God,
the Gospel of his grace.
The things in type and shadow dim
by holy prophets seen
in all the light of day ye saw
with not a cloud between.
What Christ, true Man, divinely wrought,
what God in manhood bore,
ye wrote, as God inspired, in words
that live for evermore.
Although in space and time apart,
one Spirit moved your will;
we in your sacred pages hear
that Spirit speaking still.
To God, the blessed Three in One,
be glory, praise, and might,
who called us from the shades of death
to his own glorious light.