Watched by the world’s ma­lig­nant eye,
Who load us with re­proach and shame.
As ser­vants of the Lord most high,
As zea­lous for His glo­ri­ous name,
We ought in all His paths to move,
With ho­ly fear and hum­ble love.

That wis­dom, Lord, on us be­stow,
From ev­ery ev­il to de­part;
To stop the mouth of ev­ery foe,
While, up­right both in life and heart,
The proofs of god­ly fear we give,
And show them how the Chris­tians live.