Neither Do I Condemn Thee

Verse 1

By the proud worshippers, Scorned for her sin, Was the poor wanderer Rudely brought in. Scribes came and Pharisees, Eager to see, What the meek Nazarene’s, Verdict would be.

Chorus

“Neither do I condemn thee,” Precious words divine! Falling from lips of mercy, Like the sweetest chime. Wonderful words of Jesus! Sing them o’er and o’er, “Neither do I condemn thee, Go, and sin no more.”

Verse 2

Told of her wanderings, Marking each flaw, Spoke they of punishment, Quoting the law. Sat He unheedingly, Head bowing low, Writing the ground upon, Sadly and slow.

Verse 3

Still cried the Pharisees, “Pray, Master, pray, What shall we do with her What dost Thou say?” Spoke He rebukingly, “Let the first stone, Come from a sinless hand, And thence alone.”

Verse 4

Cheeks flushing red with shame, Turned each about, And from His presence went Silently out. Then saw He standing there, Head bending low, Her whom the world despised, Saw her tears flow.

Verse 5

Spoke He most tenderly, “Pray, woman, pray,” “Hast thou accusers none?” “Nay, Master, nay,” “Neither do I condemn, Soul sick and sore, Go, for I pardon thee, Go, sin no more.”