Hypocrites!



You shut the kingdom of Heaven

It's you who neglect justice

You're like unmarked graves,

build tombs for the righteous prophets

You brood of vipers

Full of wickedness

Inside you're full of greed

This generation is responsible



Turn away from all the offences

Deny yourself and take up the cross

For He takes no pleasure in death

Profess, follow and never turn back



I so am I in the thing I do,

yes I do



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