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MOTES & BEANS

I read those words when just a girl
But little did I dream
That is was me the Savior meant
Whose eye contained the beam!

 

Oh, I could clearly see the mote
Within my neighbor’s eye (brother’s)
I knew so well, his sins, his wrongs
He’d done so much more than I!

 

So much was I the Pharisee
And thankful for it, too
That I was not “like other men”
How could I think that true?

 

Oh, Lord forgive, help me remove
This beam that clouds my view
I hang my head in grief and shame
Iam a sinner, too.

 

Help me judge not lest I be judged
And may I look with love
On others faults and leave to Thee
To judge best from above.

The Waynedale News Staff

Harriet Stennfeld

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