Verse 1
Who lose the salt of grace
The humble, loving zeal,
Most dreadful is their case
Most irretrievable,
Insipid souls, and only fit
For Satan, and his hellish pit!
Verse 2
O may I ever be
The least in my own eyes
Retain my poverty,
And labour for the prize,
And always dread th’ apostate’s doom,
And watch, and pray, till Jesus come!