1.Chide mildly the erring,Kind language endears,Grief follows the sinful,Add not to their tears;Avoid with reproachesFresh pain to bestow;The heart that is strickenNeeds never a blow.2.Chide mildly the erring,Jeer not at their fall;If strength be but human,How feeble were all!What marvel that footstepsShould wander away,When tempests so darkenLife's wearisome way?3.Chide mildly the erring,Entreat them with care;Their natures are mortal,They need not despair.We all have some frailty,We all are unwise;The grace which redeems usMust come from the skies.