A Prayer for Thicker Skin

When wise men criticize me,
Make me as a child,
Eager to learn from his elders.
When fools rebuke me,
Make me as the aged,
Who laugh at children’s folly.
When, innocent, I’m accused of guilt,
Make me as my Savior,
Who added no guilt to innocence
By violence against his accusers.
When, guilty, I’m accused of my crime,
Make me as the crucified thief,
Who added repentance at the end,
And so, in death, reached Paradise.


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