Mixed with Compassion

Your judgments are invariably right,
O God who knows, God who is light;
By righteousness the earth is blessed,
The saints encouraged, evil men suppressed;
Save me from smallness that always finds fault,
To critical words of the tongue bring a halt;
But help me judge correctly all things,
With justice that only your Word brings,
Mixed with compassion, that all confess
The God I know, who seeks to bless.

Save me from judging

Reach every person

Save me from judging another’s looks,
For all alike need Jesus’ care;
None are free from Satan’s hooks,
No matter what we wield or wear.

Each one a soul with life impressed,
Creation’s crown, all heaven’s pride,
The power to choose within the breast,
For every person Jesus died.

Let words of life from lips flow free,
Let Calvary’s tune reach every ear;
The suffering man make mercy see,
Make love the span, to breach our fear.