Poetry

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I was a publican, an outcast with the sinners,
but he called my name and sat with me at dinner
(Matthew 9:9)

I was rich and filled with greed,
though I wronged many he still called me.
(Luke 19:2-10)

I polluted my body, defiled my own,
Though I was guilty he didn’t reach for a stone.
(John 8:3-11)

A thief I was, I deserved my fate,
But it took only a moment to see the straight.
(Matthew 23:39-43)

We did not belong, we had not a chance
Nor reason why we should be able to advance

But still there was mercy still there was grace
Love was not denied to a sinner’s stained face
(Ephesians 2:11-17)

In an act of mercy, forgiveness was brought down
The choice to exchange one's chains for a crown

Though I am a sinner, I have chosen to pursue
A purer, more righteous, way to serve You.

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