Pharisee

Pharisee
A Christian Song
Lyrics by RB
What makes a Pharisee?
What drives their passion, creed
What makes it so they close the mind
And God they cannot see?
A law, a doctrine, creed
Is but a photo of our Lord
It is not Him, no, not reality
But mere reflection in His word
To worship rule, to hoist a banner
Is to fall far short of ideal
It is to trade the simple photo
To trade the image for the real.
The words, the laws, the high ideals
Are noble to themselves, assured
But at their core there is no more
If through them no God is heard
God seeks us now, as friends
To speak as face to face
Not take beginning for the end
And set up law in Saviour’s place
Law is good, it lights the way
A path to God prescribes
But sitting on that path, to stay
Will make the truth of God a lie
There is no end except in God
No other goal as men we seek
To habitate and camp in law
Is to become the Pharisee