Within my soul, a fire stirs awake,
To hate what’s evil, vile, and steeped in sin,
A spirit cleansed for Jesus’ holy sake,
Rejects the dark where shadows once begin.

No truce with wrong, no peace with wicked lies,
My mind, renewed, discerns the serpent’s call,
In Christ, I see through falsehood’s thin disguise,
And stand resolved to shun its bitter thrall.

This hatred burns, not born of fleshly spite,
But kindled by a love for what is just,
A life reborn beneath His sacred light,
Turns dust of sin to ashes, ash to dust.

So, evil flees where faith and grace abide,
My heart clings fast to good, my Savior’s side.