This makes common talk a solemn matter. Who among us can bear such a test? Let us fly to the blood of Jesus for cleansing from sins of the tongue, and to the Spirit of God to bridle that unruly member.
Sovereign of heaven! thine empire spreads
O’er all the world on high,
And at thy frown the infernal powers
In wild confusion fly.
Like lightning, from his glittering throne
The great arch-traitor fell,
Driven with enormous ruin down
To infamy and hell.
Permitted now to range at large,
And traverse earth and air,
O’er captive human souls he reigns,
And boasts his kingdom there.
Yet thence thy grace can drive him our,
With one almighty word;
O send thy potent sceptre forth,
And reign victorious, Lord!