Whatever circumstances,
hostile, hard, adverse,
not victim of my chances,
no bitterness I nurse.
I don't keep resentment,
I don't seek revenge.
Oh, give me, Lord, contentment
and all my pain quench!
Give me, my Lord, the power
to love, forgiving those
who are unkind and sour,
who cruel hearts expose.
Encountering a hater,
I know, he is a tool,
with which You, my Creator,
teach in Divine School.
You teach me to be kind,
to have no bitter root,
to grow in my mind
the Holy Spirit's fruit.
24.02.2020