A man stands as tall as his smallest deed
His meanest fault, his most guilty screed
He may climb the heights, achieve great glory
Spawn countless tales and valiant stories
But he will be brought low before the world
If he cannot stand clear of the stones they hurl
For though people long for a savior to love them
They cannot bear with those who are above them
They will tear him down to his lowest daring
So commit yourself always to truth with caring
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