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Can we, great God, thee comprehend
Without the Spirit's aid?
We know thy mind, almighty Friend,
The deep things therein laid?


These finite minds, incased within
A form of moulded clay,
Know of themselves, o'ercome by sin,
The Infinite's deep way?


As well might we expect to be
By babes full understood,
As these our carnal minds should see
All thy whole being's good.


And thou didst look with pity, Lord,
Upon our darkened sight,
And gave to us thy precious Word,
Full of the Spirit's light.


And by its aid the deepest things
Are brought within our view,
And we can touch the hidden springs
Of knowledge, pure and true.