Temptations eddy, swirl—
Washing at my door;
Cleanse me, lift me, keep me,
Lord, I do implore.
Prayerful, having daily
Quiet rendezvous
Time spent in Your presence
Heart to heart with You.
How can I be passive—
Casual to wrong?
Shine bright on my conscience;
Fill me with Your song.
For sin borne on the cross,
Thankfulness bends low;
Tender conscience acting;
Staunching evil’s flow.
No locked doors, dark corners,
No unswept recess;
Make my soul transparent,
And all I possess.