| All his money stolen, he laid there by the road. A bleeding Jew was robbed, and now... his story must be told. Left for dead, he lay there... no shoes upon his feet. What will happen, to this man... lying in the street? A priest came by, and saw him. But gave no comfort, or aid. Crossing to... the other side. He left him... where he laid. A Levite soon... would come along. He looked... for just a while. But gave no thought... to helping him. Not even... a comforting smile. But then a certain man... would come. And when he saw, this Jew He looked... with great compassion, and... he knew just what to do. He bandaged up... the wounded man. And placed him, on his steed. He headed towards... a local inn. Not finished... with his deed. Before he left, the next day. He spoke... instructive words: “Please, care for... this man... I’ve helped. And when I... come again. I’ll pay you all... the charges for... his stay here... at your inn." Jesus asks... this question. To all... who are set free. "Which of you... is neighbor to... the helpless ones... you see?" Do likewise as... the Samaritan. Show mercy... to those in need. Teach others who... do not know. True love... reveals our deeds. Poem written by MTJ |
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