1 Behold this Sodom here below,
I leave it all to you,
Hinder me not for I must go,
My Jesus to pursue.

2 My worldly cares will prove my wos,
I bid them all adieu;
Hinder me not for I must go,
My Jesus to pursue.

3 The word of God hath brought me low,
Being conscious it is true;
Hinder me not for I must go,
My Jesus to pursue.

4 Not all my pray'rs nor tears that flow,
Can form my soul anew;
Hinder me not for I must go,
My Jesus to pursue.

5 I hear the terms are very low,
But money will not do;
Hinder me not for I must go,
My Jesus to pursue.

6 In all my righteousness I know,
There's nothing that is true;
Hinder me not for I must go,
My Jesus to pursue.

7 Like Abraham's servant I must know,
And like him would prove true;
Hinder me not for I must go,
My Jesus to pursue.