That man was a fool, a judge

With no platform to stand, 

Who couldn’t see the specks

In his eye. 

He was the epitome of 

Everything that turned them 

A way, a Jesus murderer, 

Bringing words with no 

Authority based on the merit

He thought he had. 

To be a sinful man above the

Rest, thinking his sins were 

Any less, but greater in his 

Mind were his struggles that

Hid from the rest of the world. 

My God you are not legalist,

You are the greatest of grace

When we cant even stand in

Your presence you forgive 

My crimes against you. 

Lord you are the King, a 

Mighty ruler whose people

Do not understand your reign

But you do not cast fire against

Them, but show them merciful

Love. 

God that man could not 

Understand, he was only given

What he was told by a 

Minimalist explanation by 

Those who were looking for

Objective conversion. 

Lord you opened his eyes to

The beauty of your power,

Widened his heart for the 

Terror  of your power, But 

let him know of the love

Of a good God. 

You changed his life for the

Better, but his ignorance still

Keeps him down, morph him

Into your pattern, show him 

The way of your affection.