You never seem to amuse me
Quiet they say you are
But you are so cunning
You are nothing but a Hypocrite
Pretending to be who you are not
You seek my help
But after I have given it to you
You go behind my back
And slander me to others
You never seize to keep me puzzled
Keep slandering my name
Keep backbiting me
Keep gossiping about me
Keep on pretending
As you do,
Someone else will do to you
Your dishonesty won’t last my friend
Nothing is hidden under the sun
Someday your Hypocrisy
Will cost you everything
It will cost you, your dignity, honor and respect
You might not care about anything as yet
You might keep offending and hurting others
Keep on keeping on
But I warn you friend,
If you continue this way,
You will lose everything
And you will be left with no one to lean
Not even yourself!
25 “Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you cleanse the outside of the cup and dish, but inside they are full of extortion and self-indulgence.
26 Blind Pharisee, first cleanse the inside of the cup and dish, that the outside of them may be clean also.
27 “Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you are like whitewashed tombs which indeed appear beautiful outwardly, but inside are full of dead men’s bones and all uncleanness.
28 Even so you also outwardly appear righteous to men, but inside you are full of hypocrisy and lawlessness.
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