Flirt not with wrong, dear child of God
Nor treat with sympathy

Flirt not with wrong, dear child of God
Nor treat with sympathy
The 'hell bound' inclination
That draws a soul from Me

Flirt not with wrong, dear child of God
T'will overpower you soon
For nought that spells iniquity
Must have a space or room

Hate sin and all it has in tow
Flee from the sordid things
For if you rest your thoughts on them
The memory will cling.

~ Jenny Daniel

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