"Let the refining and improving of your own life keep you so busy that you have little time to criticize others."
Lord, help me to remember to run to my mirror every time I begin to judge one of your children. For I am the "wretch" the song refers to.
Noble. Right. Pure. Lovely. (Phil. 4:8) May these be my thoughts today. Amen.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound. That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found. Was blind but now I see.
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