MENTAL-PICTURE PRISON

I knew her as a shrew and held myself above heruntil she came one day and bade me pray for herand I saw her kneeling, asking God for healingof sin and pain. And then I tried to love her,but in vain. False pride steered me the other side:What had I to do with a shrew?Why should I become involved in a brawl?

Suddenly I prayed that God heal me!

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