Verse 1
Free from self-exalting pride,
They their associates own,
Would not, tho’ inspir’d, decide
And rule the church alone:
Elders with themselves they join’d
Allow’d the meanest saint his part,
All who had the Spirit’s mind,
And knew the Saviour’s heart.
Verse 2
Thus from error’s endless maze
The faithful we secure,
Teaching them the ancient ways
We make their footsteps sure:
To the saints, where’er we go,
The Apostolic laws we give:
Walking by this rule, they know
The life that angels live.