Wo to ye Hypocrites! ye insincere,

Who shut the gates of heaven against mankind,

And yet yourselves will never enter there—

Wo to ye Hypocrites! your hearts are blind;

The houses of the widow ye devour,

And make long prayers, devotion ill-designed.

The matters of the Law of gravest power—

Omit ye;—Judgment—Mercy—Faith! and dole

The petty tithe of your external dower:

Not those omit,—nor these; but pay the whole!