[Lyric] Dont Mistake My Charity (Brad Roberts and Rob Morsberger)

Don't mistake my charity
It's not for you, it's not for me
It's merely a formality

Don't mistake my seeming grace
Look here now, straight into my face
Of good will you shall find no trace

You think I feel your discontents
But I am not from Heaven sent
It's not a thing that I lament

Don't confuse my offering
I do not share your suffering
It is but empty proffering

Don't confuse my sympathy
Don't count on my humanity
It's merely a formality

Don't mistake my seeming grace
Look here now, straight into my face
Of good will you shall find no trace
Don't confuse my charity
As some form of nobility
It comes from my severity

The truth will never set you free
Though you bend down on hand and knee
You will not find serenity

Don't mistake my charity
It's not a thing of gravity
But merely a formality

Don't mistake my seeming grace
Look here now, straight into my face
Of good will you shall find no trace