We All Trip on the Same Stone

(For forgiveness, patience, and the human comedy.)

Verse 1:
Every saint was once a mess,
Every genius guessed.
We all bruise truth before we bless—
It’s failure that refines the rest.

Chorus:
We all trip on the same stone,
Call it pride, or fear, or haste.
We curse the pain, but in the bone,
That’s where wisdom leaves its trace.

Verse 2:
The loud will mock the fallen man,
Until the ground says, “You next.”
Grace isn’t pity—it’s the plan,
That humbles gods and lifts the wrecked.

Chorus (repeat)
We all trip on the same stone,
So lend a hand, not blame.
The path is rough, the light half-shown,
But mercy walks the same.

Bridge:
No one learns from ease or gold,
Growth comes in the bruise and fold.
So laugh, forgive, and carry on—
The stumble writes the song.

Final Refrain:
We all trip on the same stone,
But rise by helping others.
For every fall that breaks the bone,
Builds stronger, humbler brothers.