Hymns - He Sat to Watch O'er Customs Paid - Текст песни

He sat to watch o???er customs paid,
A man of scorned and hard???ning trade;
Alike the symbol and the tool
Of foreign masters??? hated rule.

But grace within his breast had stirred;
There needed but the timely word;
It came, true Lord of souls! from Thee,
That royal summons, ???Follow Me.???

Enough, when Thou wert passing by
To hear Thy voice, to meet Thine eye;
He rose, responsive to the call,
And left his task, his gains, his all.

O wise exchange! with these to part
And lay up treasure in Thy heart;
With twofold crown of light to shine
Amid Thy servants??? foremost line!

Come, Savior, as in days of old;
Pass where the world has strongest hold,
And faithless care and selfish greed
Are thorns that choke the holy seed.

Who keep Thy gifts, O bid them claim
The steward???s, not the owner???s name;
Who yield all up for Thy dear sake,
Let them of Matthew???s wealth partake.