When the church of Jesus
Shuts
its outer door,
Lest
the roar of traffic
Drown
the voice of prayer:
May
our prayers, Lord, make us
Ten
times more aware
That
the world we banish
Is
our Christian care.
2
If
our hearts are lifted
Where
devotion soars
High
above this hungry
Suffering
world of ours:
Lest
our hymns should drug us
To
forget its needs,
Forge
our Christian worship
Into
Christian deeds.
3
Lest
the gifts we offer,
Money,
talents, time,
Serve
to salve our conscience
To
our secret shame:
Lord,
reprove, inspire us
By
the way You give;
Teach
us, dying Savior,
How
true Christians live.