I will keep the bridle until I have perused God’s Word,
and my school of thoughts inclined to His.
For the things that come out of my mouth, it said, I will meet again,
and by it, I shall be condemned.
The world is full of opinions, my heart says this is it.
But then I read the Bible, and it tells no, that’s not it.
Where then should I listen? To my heart or to His Word?
I then choose to make the Bible, my guide in this world.
My resolve then is to keep the bridle, I never knew I’d need.
But this I vow, His Word I would ever heed.
By His grace, make my life consistent-a feat I will never think I’ll complete.
But I will keep the bridle, till men see I read and lived.