The Pharisee in Me
By Jill Briscoe
(transcribed by me from a radio broadcast)
One day I found within my heart
Someone who’d been there from the start
A prudish person, self-appointed
Self-sufficient, self-anointed
Though I a true disciple be
I’ve met the Pharisee in me
He passes people everyday
Who’ve lost their innocence some way
He says a prayer for those poor fools
For breaking his religious rules
“No time for mercy now,” says he
“At bible study I must be”
I know the Lord rebukes my guest
In scathing words at God’s behest
He tells me heed His words of strife
And realize He saps your life
He hates to share my heart, you see,
With him, the Pharisee in me
And why should He the God of Grace
Be forced to live here face to face
With him who hung Him up to die,
Against an angry anguished sky-
Who pierced His feet and crowned His head
Who laughed and left him very dead?
Forgive me Lord, I beg of thee
Deal with the Pharisee in me

Jill says "compassion puts the man on his own donkey and walks to the inn."... Compassion doesn't say will I get appreciated... Compassion gets in the ditch...Come where they are. Lift them out. Pay for their recovery and follow-through."
I need God's help to "get in the ditch" and become a Samaritan.
If you'd like to listen to the full teaching you can find it at https://www.tellingthetruth.org/listen/series?name=hidden-treasures&sid=94b26f28-7350-44b8-a13e-a0cd1ece05fc
Look for Message Helping the Hurting in the Hidden Treasures series
