The Miners HymnCreator, who with marvellous designThe world and all that is within did make;The lofty mountain, and the mine:Hear now our prayer for Jesu's sake.Lord of the oceans and the sky above,Whose wondrous grace has blessed us from our birth,Look with compassion, and with loveOn all who toil beneath the earth.They spend their lives in dark, with danger fraught,Remote from nature's beauties, far below,Winning the coal, oft dearly boughtTo drive the wheel, the hearth make glow.Now we remember miners who have diedTrapped in the darkness of the earth's cold womb;Brave men to free them, vainly tried,Still their work-place remained their tomb.All who were shattered in explosion's blastOr overcome with fatal gas have slept,Or crushed neath stone, have breathed their last;And the bereaved, who for them wept.O Saviour Christ, who on the cruel treeFor all mankind thy precious blood has shed;In Life Eternal trusting, weTo thy safe keeping leave our dead.
Peter Wright ● 6803d