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He sat to watch o'er customs paid

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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.