Be Thine Own Judge

Those moments When none is there but you, Demand the most That you watch what you do; For while you may succeed In deceiving the whole world, You can never be wiser Than the all-knowing God. When a rose in your hand Is but a gun at heart, It will be sheer hypocrisy Not to reveal it as that; For such is the reason why Many friends are foes— They come with warm smiles And hide their woes! Yet of a great truth No peace for the wicked, Just as no proud soul Will ever be exalted. Hence, in all that you do, Search your own mind: That you may not be judged When your guilt is found.