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CXXIV. THE COLLIER'S HYMN.

Teacher, Friend of foolish sinners,
Take the praise Of Thy grace
From us young beginners.
Struck with loving admiration,
Hear us tell Of Thy zeal
For our soul's salvation.
Foes to God and unforgiven
Once we were, Distant far,
Far as hell from heaven;

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But we have through Thee found favour,
Brought to God By Thy blood,
O Thou precious Saviour.
Thou hast in the weak and feeble
Power display'd, Call'd and made
Us Thy favourite people:
Us the vulgar and obscure
Thou dost own; Us unknown,
Ignorant and poor.
Simple folk and undiscerning,
Nothing we Know but Thee,
Love is all our learning:
We with loving hearts adore Thee,
This our deep Scholarship,
This is all our glory.
Thou, we know, hast died to save us,
We are Thine, Love Divine,
Thou who bought'st shalt have us:
Taught and led by Thy good Spirit,
We shall soon Share Thy throne,
All Thy joys inherit.
Here is knowledge rare, and hidden
From the wise, Who despise
All our inward Eden;
Thou to us the truth hast given,
We in Thee, (Happy we!)
Know the way to heaven.