Look not upon my neighbor’s faults,
But turn Your eye on me,
Compare me not with other’s deeds,
But with Your purity,
And judge me not by earthly laws,
But by the heavenly,
Else I would never change.
Oh, search my heart, O Lord, my God,
And show me what I am,
My very grievous self reveal;
All my distorted man,
My sins and failing all laid bare,
My straying from Your plan,
That knowing, I may change.
Lord, lead me in Your perfect way,
And make me ever pure.
Lord, heal the wounds which You reveal,
That You alone endure.
So I may better be Your word,
And show the world I’m Yours,
Since even I am changed.