I Am the Pharisee

I am the Pharisee, righteous in my own eyes

Smug in my wretched holiness.

I am the Pharisee, so much better off

Than family or friends.

I am the Pharisee, who instead of stopping to help

Is too busy to care.

I am the Pharisee, I cannot bring myself to see

That I am the man bloodied by the robbers.

I am the Pharisee, I keep all the rules and don’t miss a beat

But I am heartless and cruel to those in need.

I am the Pharisee, I could never be wrong; The Messiah

Could not be right here before my eyes.

I am the Pharisee, I have so little to be forgiven for

And so little compassion in my heart.

I am the Pharisee, I would rather a man endure

A lifetime of pain than be healed on the Sabbath.

I am the Pharisee, descended from Abraham and

A child of Satan.

I am the Pharisee, I cannot love for that would require

That I think about someone other than myself.

I am the Pharisee, the Father may come running

For my heathen brother but not for me.

I am the Pharisee, I am willing to lose my soul

Rather than having to lose my reputation

I am the Pharisee, the liar, the cheat, the one

Who does not obey and teaches others to do the same

I am the Pharisee, God help my soul

For if he does not I will burn in hell.