Good Samaritan
A man to Jericho making his way
was attacked by robbers as if him to slay;
then stealing his gold
and leaving him cold –
half-dead by the road, a scene of dismay.
A Priest was passing. Would he intervene?
Likewise a Levite surveying the scene.
While heaving a sigh
both then passed on by –
to bind up his wounds would make them unclean.
A Samaritan who was struggling along,
showed pity for the man who'd suffered such wrong.
So doing his best
the wounds he did dress,
then took him to an inn, his beast thereon.
“Now which of these proved to be a neighbour
to the one who suffered such a disfavour?”
“He who showed mercy
but none of the clergy.”
“So where there's such need, could you be a saviour?”
Luke 10.25-37
Copyright © Lisle Ryder | Year Posted 2024
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