C.M.
1
Lord, keep me when I mix with those
Who do not fear Thy name;
I’d pitying pray, yet shun Thy foes,
Though I was once the same.
2
O let the light that Thou hast put
Within this breast of mine,
The honour of Thy name speak out,
And in Thy presence shine.
3
Let me not trifle, Lord, because
Thy people can’t be lost;
David was saved – but broken laws,
What woeful hours they cost!
4
Let me not smile when others sin,
Or help them to fill up,
For treasured wrath shall fill with stings
An endless bitter cup.
5
And while I may Thy sorrows share,
Keep me from guilty shame;
O make me humbly bold, nor fear
To own Thy blessed name.
