What good have we really done
When we rail against the hypocrisy of others
And yet play the hypocrite ourselves?
Does this do us any good,
Either in politics or in religion?
Does not all our work come to naught?
Do we not heap the burning coals
Into our own laps?
Yet it is so easy to get so good
At pointing out what the foolish masses
Are doing so wrong—
And we enjoy knowing that they
Are not smart enough to refute the charge.
And
This is our only glory
That we are better than them,
The hypocrites.
And we set ourselves apart from them,
In our own corner of the prison yard,
Where we may assure ourselves
Of a better fate than theirs.
…in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.
Jesus. Matthew 7:2. NIV
