A Comparison

We fear to judge a watermelon
By the exterior view,
We plug it for a peep inside,
To see if it will do.

Now man is like the melon
That's sold down on the mart;
We cannot rightly judge him
Unless we see his heart.

But since we haven't vision
This job to undertake,
We'd better leave it up to God,
And save a sad mistake.
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