While contests rend the Christian church, O may I live the friend of peace; The sacred mine of Scripture search, And learn from man, vain man, to cease. O teach me, Lord, thy truth to know, And separate from all beside; This I would guard from every foe, Nor fear the issue to abide. But keep me, Lord, from party zeal, That seeks its own and not thy praise; This temper I would never feel, Or when I do, would own it base. Be mine to recommend thy grace, That sinners may believe and live; That they who live may run the race, And then a crown of life receive. Lord, search my heart; O search me through! Detect, destroy what’s not thy own; Whene’er I speak, whate’er I do, O may I seek thy praise alone.
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