J-udge not your fellow man,
O-r you will suffer the torment;
A-lmighty God will bring
N-othing but just judgment.
I-nstead of scorning others,
M-ake it a friendly talk;
P-ure heart sincerely says
R-ight words on a wicked walk.
O-ffensive words of mind
S-imply come from empty can;
O-n the first morn of June, judge not your fellow man.
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