Mirror On The Wall Poem by joses tirtabudi

Mirror on the wall,
Mirror on the wall,
Who's the baddest of them all?

Crook, thief, robber,
Hypocrite, liar, mugger,
Adulterer and traitor;

The good and the bad,
Happy and sad,
Guru and lad.

All be the same,
All be damned,
Once dead all be same.

Woe upon all men!
For we all bent:
Both sinner and saint.

The best and worst,
Blessed and cursed,
We all live under sin's curse.

We all were lost,
We all were shot,
We all had to pay a cost.

Doomed to die,
Sin the reason why;
But salvation was drawing nigh.

Mirror on the wall,
Mirror on the wall,
Who's the purest of them all?

The King Jesus Christ:
The one who saves us,
The only one with the price.

Jesus came to earth:
To save the best,
To save the worst.

He didn't judge but save
Anyone who came:
To them the remedy he gave.

Now we, forgiven,
We look on those broken:
Hearts closed rather than open.

We pick up stones,
And stones we throw-
At those who are alone.

In our lens, life's seen:
Ourselves in high esteem.
We forget the one who did redeem.

Cause he came for them:
The base and scum.
For them did he come.

Of which we once were:
For him too we hurt-
We too spat upon his shirt.

Help us, God, to see,
Who we really be-
Sinners set free.

Mirror on the wall,
Mirror on the wall,
Who's the baddest of them all?