The Bible

Boy, Mr. Bible, congratulations You are 400 years older today And you come here a long, hard way Through fires and tribulations From diminished Latin to English tongue From God's Spirit moving upon men To the quilt and style of the barren pen Over the back of Ethiopia slung. Book divine, book above all books that shine Inspred of God, illumining the Way Bridging heavens faith to human mind Lamp from the wilderness, guide when I pray Eternal hope of the ecclesiastical shadowing The West may speak of Tindale And John Wycliff, that morning star in the night But also of what young Prince James had right Before the throne's luster decked his sail I just want to say happy birthday, Bible Thank you for 400 years of light Thank for healing of the darkness and our sight Congratulations, and thank you, Mr Bible