Oh keep me truth and not a lie
The while I live, the while I die
Upon this sweet and broken earth
Where tears are mingled with our mirth.
Oh light more fierce than any sun,
That beams upon us, one by one,
Give honesty to every breath
For dark untruth is always death.
And when I speak, as speak I must,
May my words rise above this dust;
Truth, like a sheer, transforming flame
Shall burn away the dross and shame.
The deepest truth is charity
In which alone our hope can be.