Oh how my temper can flare and burst

and how my unkind words can hurt.

I think that I am so good, so very fine

when suddenly hurtfulness slips from this tongue of mine.

Oh dearest Lord, please help me to remain calm,

Think, and speak so carefully

For sometimes it takes not much for me to

lash out in outspoken indignity.

Must remember to be slow, gentle,

and be selective in what I hear

To protect myself from others’ spiteful words;

their verbal arrows that pierce and sear.

Such inflicting pain we cause each other

just by a hasty and careless voice

But it doesn’t need to be, for God enables us to be kind;

he equips us to make that choice.

So, with your faithful help Lord as you teach

 and speak so softly deep inside of me,

Please enable me to show your love by being helpful,

gentle and speaking most encouragingly.