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.