I’m sorry you appointed yourself judge over the rest of us.
Which you are clearly not.
Can you stop harassing, you sanctimonious prideful boaster?
GO FIND SOMEONE ELSE TO HARASS.
Clear enough?
God’s word is judge over us all.
It is clear that all our own proud works do not amount to a hill of beans, and so joyously glorious that God has declared that when we accept the condescension of His love, that matters no more.
I speak with utter confidence in Him and His plan.
If truth harasses you, I am sorry.