
Parable of the Mote and the Beam, Domenico Fetti, via Wikimedia Commons
Lord, enlighten us to see the beam that is in our own eye,
and blind us to the mote that is in our brother’s.
Let us feel our offences with our hands,
make them great and bright before us like the sun,
make us eat them and drink them for our diet.
Blind us to the offences of our beloved,
cleanse them from our memories,
take them out of our mouths forever.
Help us at the same time with the grace of courage,
that none of us be cast down when we sit lamenting
amid the ruins of our happiness or our integrity:
Touch us with fire from the altar,
that we may be up and doing to rebuild our city.
Robert Louis Stevenson, 1850-1894, Scottish Novelist, published by his wife
The HarperCollins Book of Prayers
Matthew 7:3-4
Why do you see the speck that is in your brother’s eye,
and blind us to the mote that is in our brother’s.
Let us feel our offences with our hands,
make them great and bright before us like the sun,
make us eat them and drink them for our diet.
Blind us to the offences of our beloved,
cleanse them from our memories,
take them out of our mouths forever.
Help us at the same time with the grace of courage,
that none of us be cast down when we sit lamenting
amid the ruins of our happiness or our integrity:
Touch us with fire from the altar,
that we may be up and doing to rebuild our city.
Robert Louis Stevenson, 1850-1894, Scottish Novelist, published by his wife
The HarperCollins Book of Prayers
Matthew 7:3-4
Why do you see the speck that is in your brother’s eye,
but do not notice the log that is in your own eye?
Or how can you say to your brother,
‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’
when there is the log in your own eye?








