Timothy Brindle
The Pharisee and the Tax Collector
[Verse 1: Phanatik]
I’m just a man / but I stand before you Lord / Your standards are so pure / but I’m sure You’ve gotta hand it to Your boy / cause as I draw nearer to the mirror of Your law / I’m in awe cause now I see myself clearer / like where’s the flaws? / I’m mean I got flaws in me / to an extent / but not as many flaws as some (hint hint) / what’s with this fellow here bellowing prayers? / melancholy / mellow with his head low in tears / yeah he’s probably gotta be a real sinner / unlike one like such as I / I trust this guy won’t be justified / by his works / look at him looking like it hurts to repent / since when was pain part of penitence? / nah that ain’t true / God I thank You / You made me just a little lower than the angels / so I know You must be pleased with my life / they say that Jesus is Christ / but who needs Him when my deeds are so righteous /
[Bridge 1: Json]
Now this man / seems to be confident in his works but / under the surface we’ll see what he has truly worked up so / for the Pharisee / we’ll say its fair to see apparently / he hasn’t seen the dirt that he has worked up but / the mirror's there / to behold the man / he sees a broken mirror / not a broken man / no hope in the Lamb / the hope's in his hands and so / does he meet the standard? / we know the answer's no /
[Verse 2: Timothy Brindle]
God I’ve come to Your temple / abundantly sinful / so Your judgment is kindled (Your wrath’s displeasure) / but I hear Your love can extend to rugged and simple men / cause Your Son He was sent for (tax collectors) / sin’s defiled my soul / feels insurmountable / but Your abounding grace is bountiful / I should be crushed and die and thrust aside for my folly / but I trust inside You justify the ungodly (Romans 4:5) / that’s what I am / an evil wretch / so I beat my chest / the only thing pleasing You is Jesus’ death / on my knees I admit this / I’m the chief of all sinners / I’m grieved cause even my best deeds they are wicked / so I seek Your forgiveness that Jesus can give us / since His bleeding is finished / You said He is sufficient / I’m a sinner who is cursed completely / so my only hope is that You’ll mercy-seat me /
[Bridge 2: Json]
But the other man known as a thief and a crook / refused to even lift his head to the heavens to look / he recognizes he can’t offer the deeds that he's done / to a holy God who would only just see them as dung / so he beats his chest / and cries for mercy / Lord I’m a sinner / no I’m not worthy / so I tell you that this man will be seen as just / instead of his deeds he looked to Yahweh to place his trust /