Do you ever pause,
When your language is profane,
Do you feel a little guilty When you take God's name in vain ?
Do you think your friends admire you When you yourself,
Do you think you are emphasizing All the words you have to say ?
When you're in a weighty dispute,
You will find it helps a lot,
Just to stick to plain old English,
Even when you're on the spot.
You will gain more when you're speaking In a firm but gentle way,
Swearing never gained a conquest,
Though some people think it may.
For a man who swears and curses Oft displays a feeble mind,
And portrays a lack of learning,
Understanding of his kind.
Perhaps you feel a little helpless,
Finding words that rightly suit,
For the lack of education
Makes a person often mute
Then it is he starts a‑swearing,
Takes the name of God in vain,
Just can't measure up to standard,
Of the best he can't attain.
You have promised at His Altar That you'd ne'er His name profane,
Like the brightness of His Glory,
Keep your soul from spot or stain.
Yet you use this unclean language Talking to your fellow men,
Soils the very air you're breathing,
Fouls it time and time again.
in your thinking,
In your words and in your deeds,
Let yourself be unpretentious,
For ostentation there's no need.
In that day when life is ebbing,
And our eyes on earth grow dim,
May our souls with light immortal Rise in goodness,
Make your life one Glorious Anthem,
the One Most High,
And in prayer and supplication,
Seek to Love and Sanctify.
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