The Weight of Glory

A ring of Pharisees and one of them was me We loved the letter but not the spirit An infidelity, a woman on her knees She begged for mercy, we couldn’t hear it The teacher looked from us, his finger in the dust We felt the chill and it shook us to our bones Then he raised his head and this is what he said “The one who has not sin should throw a stone” I walked away in silence And threw myself upon the ground These words they burned inside me Take up your cross before your crown Go and judge not, lest ye be judged when the curtain comes down I walked away in silence And threw myself upon the ground These words they burned inside me Take up your cross before your crown Take up your cross before your crown Judge not, lest ye be judged when the curtain comes down Take up your cross before your crown Your cross before your crown