Here is a story my dad told us over dinner, although its sense and spirit is somewhat lost in translation:
In the old days, when people had to copy manuscripts of the Qur’an by hand, one such scribe completed his copy and passed it on to another person to check it over for mistakes. Some time later, the person returned to the scribe.
Scribe: Did you check it, was it okay?
Man: Yes yes, it was all fine except for two small things.
Man: Yes! This is a holy book – the word of God! It musn’t be sullied by the profane. And again and again, I saw his name – this is a Pure Book! So everywhere I found the name of Satan – accursed is he! – I replaced it with mine.
Man: And Abu Lahab* – curses upon him! – his name I replaced with yours.
The moral of the story, of course, is DON’T MESS WITH WHAT YOU DON’T KNOW.
*To translate that into Bible, substitute ‘Abu Lahab’ with ‘Judas’ XD