Why should I see accusingly others,
When I am not perfect in mind and heart?
Let me not ev'r degrade my own brothers,
But try to live in amity from start.
Why should I think I am most superior,
When God was kind to create me so well?
Let me not think others as inferior,
'God made all men equal, 'the Scriptures tell.
Why should I think I am on earth the best,
When God decides this on how souls are drest?
Written by Dr. John Celes
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