God never intended for us to "pat ourselves on the back"--
otherwise he would have connected our arms differently.
Let another praise you, and not your own mouth; a stranger,
and not your own lips.
An uplifted nose keeps one from seeing where he's going.
Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before stumbling.
Pride is a fine asset to have, as long as it helps you
keep you chin up, instead of your nose.
" . . . I say to every man among you not to think more highly of himself than he ought to think; but to think so as to have sound judgment . . ."
Favorite Hymn of the Proud of Heart:
"How Great I Am"
(Subtitle: Singing My Praises)
Look up to me you people.
Admire my many great qualities;
Praise my wonderful works that abound.
Elevate me to a place of honor,
For in me no fault or flaw can be found.
How great I am, how great I am, how great I am.
[There is no suitable melody for these lyrics.]