1 When the church of Jesus shuts its outer door, Lest the roar of traffic drown the voice of prayer: May our prayers, Lord make up ten times more aware That the world we banish is our Christian care. 2 If our hearts are lifted where devotion soars High above this hungry suffering world of ours: Lest our hymns should drug us to forget its needs, Forge our Christian worship into Christian deeds. 3 Lest the gifts we offer, money, talents, time, Serve to salve our conscience to our secret shame: Lord, reprove, inspire us by the way you give; Teach us, dying Savior, how true Christians live.