Throwing it down

You think I'm a hypocrite? Fine,
but let me direct you to psalm 139.
He knows my ins, and downs, ups, and outs,
my ways and whispers, my plans and shouts.
Before my Lord, I have nothing to hide.
In my God, I can walk with pride.
You think you can judge my life?
You know nothing of my pain and strife!
You think I'm like a Pharisee,
teaching one way and living heresy?
You know nothing of who I am!
Stop being a gossiper and a sham!
Grow up and throw down your sin
and ask God to help you start again.
Who do you think you are? Taint
in my nostrils making me faint
from the sheer malodorous
stench of of your odious
attitude. God didn't make
us to have hearts that break
from a brother's crushing word.
Read your Gospel! Haven't you heard
that we are all family in Jesus Christ?
If we hate, then why was he sacrificed?
If I am a sinner then tell me to my face
all my sins so I can run from that place.
Don't leave me in a mistake to die.
If you agape me, then make me cry
to God to be forgiven,
since it's to him I am driven.
You didn't do that, so I assume
You're just wearing a brotherly costume.
You don't know the ways I walk,
so I really hate your talk.