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Whenever their dwelling you chance to approach.
Of their soft invitation beware;
The Pharisee's leaven, the good man's reproach.
And the seat of the scorner are there!
To folks of high breeding they offer their pledge,
'Gainst others to raise a complaint;
They'll skim on the surface, and trim off the edge,
To pass for a dignified saint!
The God of Elijah who sees through the heart.
These specious impostors will spurn.
And send tham in spite of their cunning and art,
Where they will eternally mourn!
