Jesus, what precept is like thine:
Forgive, as ye would be forgiven;
If heeded, O what power divine
Would then transform our earth to heaven,
So from our hearts must ever flow
A love that will all wrong outweigh;
Our lips must only blessings know,
And wrath and sin shall die away.
For it is Mind's most holy plan
To bring the wanderer back by love;
Then let us win our brother man,
And glorify our God above.