Pharisee Lyrics

There's a Pharisee deep inside each and every one of us

Cuz every day we fall short of the Glory of God

And we gotta turn from our religious mindsets and turn to the Cross

The Kingdom of God is at hand

So let us repent and follow Jesus

There's a Pharisee, deep inside of me

Those things I hate, those things I hate

Those things I do, those things I do

Those things I hate, those things I hate

Those things I do, those things I do

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

I am weak I am weary I was formed from the dust

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

Undeserving of Your mercy by all the wrong that I've done

There's a Pharisee

There's a Pharisee

There's a Pharisee, deep inside of me

This verse is addressed to the Pharisee in me

Though I'm not perfect but flawed it's the wear and tears that y'all see

At times I feel deserted begin to doubt like God's barely in me

Tryna catch on fire like Elijah's chariot check inside my heart and I barely got heat

Some days I work in the flesh

Others I'm striving for life to bury it deep

The curse was broken by innocent blood

And His word reassures that He's carrying me

Scary to be in that type of place

Over indulging on hyper-grace

You been in there and I been in there so let's get this clear cuz times at stake

Well deserved to die in my sin

I drove those nails that pierced rite through His skin

Hung Him back on the Cross like I forgot what He did

Traded the Glory for a story to justify how I lived

I'm the Pharisee I'm the Pharisee

Lord have mercy it is me who should have to bleed

I'm the Pharisee I'm the Pharisee

Before I pick up stones to throw

Need You to check what's bad in me

Those things I hate, those things I hate

Those things I do, those things I do

Those things I hate, those things I hate

Those things I do, those things I do

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

I am weak I am weary I was formed from the dust

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

Undeserving of Your mercy by all the wrong that I've done

There's a Pharisee

There's a Pharisee

There's a Pharisee, deep inside of me

You the one to point a finger at the first who failed

Forgetting the evidence that your sin condemned you to hell

Well I know what they did to you was straight wrong

Gotta pray through your pain that they don't stay wrong

Aye, That's what Jesus did

That's how Jesus lived

Walk not according to the flesh of human reasoning

Stop playing mind games we are not actors

Hypocrites tryna fit a script composed we're so backwards

Play the part yet there's no heart in it

God's not concerned with how you start but will you finish?

Streets say confession make a man look weak

All I know is He bought my soul and that price tag wasn't cheap

It's time to cut them ties off now they makin' you itch

Gotta cut them lies out since Satan been in the mix

He would love for nothing more than to erase that you exist

But the Father's hand extends toward you please don't stay in that pit

Those things I hate, those things I hate

Those things I do, those things I do

Those things I hate, those things I hate

Those things I do, those things I do

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

I am weak I am weary I was formed from the dust

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

Undeserving of Your mercy by all the wrong that I've done

There's a Pharisee

There's a Pharisee

There's a Pharisee, deep inside of me

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

Those things I hate, those things I do

Those things I hate, those things I do

I'm the Pharisee

I'm the Pharisee

Lord have mercy it is me who should have to bleed

I'm the Pharisee

I'm the Pharisee

Before I pick up stones to throw

Need You to check what's bad in me

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

Those things I hate, those things I do

Those things I hate, those things I do

I'm the Pharisee

I'm the Pharisee

Lord have mercy it is me who should have to bleed

I'm the Pharisee

I'm the Pharisee

Before I pick up stones to throw

Need You to check what's bad in me

Those things I hate, those things I hate

Those things I do, those things I do

Those things I hate, those things I hate

Those things I do, those things I do

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

I am weak I am weary I was formed from the dust

Let me fall if I should lift myself up

Undeserving of Your mercy by all the wrong that I've done

There's a Pharisee

There's a Pharisee

There's a Pharisee, deep inside of me

I'm the Pharisee, I'm the Pharisee

You the Pharisee, You the Pharisee

We the Pharisees, We the Pharisees

But God had mercy we should have to bleed