Guard Thy Lips

Words are things of lit­tle cost

Quickly spok­en

quick­ly lost;

We for­get them

but they stand

Witnesses at God’s right hand

And their tes­ti­mo­ny bear

For us or against us there

For us or against us there.

Oh

how oft­en ours have been

Idle words

and words of sin!

Words of an­ger

scorn and pride

Or de­sire our faults to hide

Envious tales

or strife un­kind

Leaving bit­ter thoughts be­hind

Leaving bit­ter thoughts be­hind.

Grant us

Lord

from day to day

Strength to watch and grace to pray;

May our lips

from sin set free

Love to speak and sing of Thee

Till in Heav’n we learn to raise

Hymns of ev­er­last­ing praise

Hymns of ev­er­last­ing praise.