The Peril of Hypocrisy: The Illusion of Outward Righteousness #1642

The Peril of Hypocrisy: The Illusion of Outward Righteousness Woe to you, oh hypocrites, With hearts concealed by masks, You cloak your soul in righteousness, Yet fail in holy tasks. Like tombs that gleam in sunlight's grace, Whitewashed, pure, and grand, Inside lies only death's embrace, Deceit's unholy hand. You strive for praise from human lips, For glory in men's sight, Yet in your heart, corruption grips, And shadows quench the light. For outward beauty fades away, A fleeting, hollow prize, True righteousness will brightly stay, Where genuine spirit lies. Seek not the path of empty fame, Of deeds that merely show, But cleanse your heart, in Jesus' name, And let your spirit grow. The peril of hypocrisy, A perilous, empty plight, Finds hope in Christ's sincerity, In truth, and love, and light. -Steven G. Lee