Flirt Not With Wrong

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