Verse 1
Teacher, guide of young beginners,
Let a child approach to thee,
Thee, who cam’st to ransom sinners,
Thee, who diedst to ransom me:
Into thy protection take me,
Full of goodness as thou art,
After thy own image make me,
Make me after thy own heart.

Verse 2
Exercise the potter’s power
Over this unshapen clay:
Call me in the morning hour,
Teach my simpleness the way:
With a tender awe inspire,
That I never more may rove;
The faint spark of good desire
Blow into a flame of love.

Verse 3
O my everlasting lover,
Thee that I may love again,
To mine inmost soul discover
All thy dying love for man;
By thy Spirit’s inspiration
Make thy depths of mercy known,
Seal the heir of sure salvation,
Then translate me to thy throne.