In ages where the self doth reign supreme,
And narcissism’s mirror blinds the eye,
Where “me, myself, and I” compose the theme,
And echoes of the ego fill the sky—
How shall we turn from pride’s deceitful gleam,
To esteem each fellow higher than ourselves on high?

From sacred scrolls, a wisdom old and true:
Let lowliness of mind thy spirit guide,
Count others better than thyself, pursue
The path where selfish vanities subside.
In Philippians’ decree, the charge anew:
Through strife or vainglory, let naught abide.

For Christ Himself, the King of heaven’s throne,
Did humble take the form of servant low,
Esteeming us above His glory known,
And bore the cross where love’s true rivers flow.
So mirror Him: in meekness, seeds be sown,
That unity in grace may ever grow.

In world’s vain clamor, hush the inward boast,
Extend thy hand to lift the weary soul,
Prefer thy fellow’s need above thine host,
And find in sacrifice the heart made whole.
Thus narcissism’s chains are loosed, and lost,
As heaven’s light redeems the earthly toll.

O let us then, in biblical array,
Forsake the “I” for “we” in fervent prayer,
Esteem each fellow in the gospel’s way—
A classical call to love beyond compare.