1 Behold how sinners disagree, The Publican and Pharisee! One doth his righteousness proclaim, The other owns his guilt and shame.
2 This man at humble distance stands, And cries for grace with lifted hands; That boldly rises near the throne, And talks of duties he has done.
3 The Lord their different language knows, And different answers he bestows; The humble soul with grace he crowns, Whilst on the proud his anger frowns.
4 Dear Father, let me never be Join'd with the boasting Pharisee; I have no merits of my own, But plead the sufferings of thy Son.