Verse 1
The men who human praise desire,
Who set their heart on things below,
Like Pilate, carelesly inquire,
But will not wait the truth to know,
But soon their slighted Lord forsake,
And cast his words behind their back.
Verse 2
Not with a cold or double heart,
But faith’s sincerity unfeign’d
We ask thee, Saviour, to impart
The knowledge in Thyself contain’d,
And give our newborn souls to prove
The Truth the Life of perfect Love.