Meekness walks a path of grace,
But narrow is it's way.
It will know it's proper place...
Within it's borders stay.
Pride moves on a bumpy path
With utter lack of poise and grace,
"Scuffing" others, stirring wrath
Because it wants a larger space.
Mildness doesn't seek a stage
Where it has not been led to be,
In competition won't engage,
Of pride it's careful walk is free.
Humility avoids a snare
And travels on a road of grace.
The face of pride it will not wear.
Tranquillity it will embrace.
"The Lord lifteth up the meek..."
Psalm 147:6 KJV
"God resisteth the proud, but giveth grace unto the humble."
James 4:6 KJV
© 2011 Arlene Schwartzkopf