Humility is perpetual quietness of heart

It is neither to be fretted, nor vexed, nor sore, nor disappointed

It is to expect nothing

To wonder at nothing done to me

To feel nothing done against me

It is to be at rest when nobody praises me,

Or when I am blamed or despised

It is to have a blessed home inside myself

Where I can go in, shut the door

Kneel down to this world’s wonders

And be at peace

As in a deep, blue sea of calmness

When all around and above

Is troubled tumult

~ Andrew Murray (adapted)