Jesus Upbraids Scribes and Pharisees Songtext
von Johnny Cash

This is the temple wished Jesus was His Father′s house
And they've made it into the den of thieves
A store, a house of merchandise
And He said, " Woe unto you scribes, Pharisees, hypocrites
You bind men with every burdens on all your works
You do to be seen by man
Woe unto you scribes, Pharisees, hypocrites
You shut up the kingdom of Heaven against man And you′re not even going in yourself
Woe unto you scribes, Pharisees, hypocrites
You like the tombs of the prophets
Bright and shining on the outside
And full of corruption inside
You blind guides
You strain out a gnat and swallow a camel"