Classic Poem

I know I have a lot of faults
I never even see,
But my neighbor knows about them,
For he is watching me!

I try to walk exemplary,
Obeying God's commands,
But never see the little sins
My neighbor understands!

I readily can see his faults,
They stand out sharp and strong,
And am amazed he cannot see
What is so clearly wrong.

And then I am convicted
As the Spirit whispers low,
“If you would truly judge yourself,
No judgment you would know.”

I humbly ask God's pardon,
And beg Him search within
And show me all the little things
I do not see as sin.

That when I judge my neighbor.
As all his faults I see,
I'll turn my eyes away from him,
And look instead at me.