Verse 1
Who wills us, if his soul we love,
Sin in a brother to reprove,
Forbids us to mis-spend our zeal,
On a proud, hardned infidel:
And who the precious truths divine
Exposes to such dogs and swine,
Is by their scornful malice rent,
And well deserves his punishment.
Verse 2
Let us with mild, discerning eye
Pity, and pass a scorner by,
Our rash, censorious zeal restrain,
Nor hurt ourselves and him in vain,
But whom, divinely taught, we spare,
Offer to God in silent prayer,
Who stones to children can convert,
And change, like ours, the proudest heart.