Imposture shrinks from light
1
Imposture shrinks from light,
And dreads the curious eye;
But sacred truths the test invite,
They bid us search and try.
2
O may we still maintain
A meek, inquiring mind,
Assured we shall not search in vain,
But hidden treasures find.
3
With understanding blessed,
Created to be free,
Our faith on man we dare not rest,
We trust alone in thee.