Temptation

Our great Father in Heav'n,

We are imperfect men.

Save us each waking breath

From the power of sin.

As your Son taught to pray,

Lead us not to the tempter;

But if tempt us he may,

Save us by royal scepter.

By that rod, by that staff,

Strike the serpent of old;

For we are but weak sheep

In your eternal fold.

If the tempter attacks,

With patience doing right

Let us count it all joy,

For Christ’s burden is light.

May the blaze ever grow

And dross float ever higher,

So the rot burns away

And our gold shines like fire,

A great light for the showing,

Bright and not to be hid.

To our Savior, th’unknowing

By our works may we bid.