No man Lord, condemns me
Though you most surely can
And yes, I did transgress
The Law in lust with that smooth man.
And rabbis drag me to your feet
For stoning, Moses said
And I with simply no excuse
Exposed and good as dead.
But you write something in the sand
And rabbis read and pause
And one by one they drop their rocks
Unworthy of their laws.
And I can sense a cleansing comes
In studying your face
I do repent; I will amend
At this your dawn of Grace.
(provoked by a good sermon I heard yesterday morning on the car radio concerning John 8: 1-12 and the dilemma of judgment meeting mercy in the sinless Christ)
Arresting image above by Ron DiCianni.