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!