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.

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.

Let me not trifle, Lord, because
Thy people can’t be lost;
David was saved – but broken laws,
What woeful hours they cost!

Let me not smile when others sin,
Or help them to fill up,
For treasured wrath shall fill with stings
An endless bitter cup.

And while I may Thy sorrows share,
Keep me from guilty shame;
O make me humbly bold, nor fear
To own Thy blessed name.