Religion Does Not Censure Or Exclude Unnumbered

Blind Unbelief Is Sure To Err, And Scan His Work In Vain; God Is His Own Interpreter, And He Will Make It Plain.

A Glory Gilds The Sacred Page, Majestic Like The Sun, It Gives A Light To Every Age, It Gives, But Borrows None.

No Traveler E'er Reached That Blest Abode Who Found Not Thorns And Briers In His Road.

The Slaves Of Custom And Established Mode, With Pack-horse Constancy We Keep The Road Crooked Or Straight, Through Quags Or Thorny Dells, True To The Jingling Of Our Leader's Bells.

Manner Is All In All, Whate'er Is Writ,the Substitute For Genius, Sense, And Wit.