Pray, don’t find fault with the man who limps,
Or stumbles along the road,
Unless you have worn the shoes he wears,
or struggled beneath the load.
There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt,
Though hidden away from view,
For the burden he bears placed upon your back,
Might cause you to stumble too.
Don’t be harsh with the man who sins,
Or pelt with words or stones,
Unless you are sure, yes doubly sure,
That you have no sins of your own.
For you know perhaps that the tempter’s voice,
Could whisper soft to you,
As it did to him when he went astray,
And would cause you to stagger too.
Don’t sneer at the man who’s down today,
Unless you have felt this blow,
That caused his fall, or felt the shame,
That only the fallen know.
You may be strong, but still the blows,
That were his, if dealt to you,
In the self same way, at the self same time,
Might cause you to stagger too.