Paul and Silas
They were caught in town preaching The Word
And oh such anger had this always stirred
The magistrates soon had the two taken away
As they were stripped and harshly whip that day
Led away all bond in chains to be thrown in jail
Such force upon two men who seemed to be so frail
And their jailer, oh! he was certainly a very mean one
Placing them in the inner most jail so as no chance to run
There they were in that dark cell so beaten and still bound
When just around midnight there came a glorious sound
These two men began to sing out in such Godly praise
For they were still seeing all the Glory of His Ways
And all those others prisoners they also heard
Such peace and calm before the earth soon stirred
For suddenly the whole ground began to rattle and shake
As all the doors and chains opened during this mighty earthquake
Well by this time that mean old jailer had awoke
With every door open the terror in him this would evoke
So to kill himself he grabbed a big sword that was near
When Paul quickly cried out, "wait, we're still here
He loudly cried out in falling down upon his knees
Asking them how to follow Jesus with loud sobbing pleas
And then that jailer led Paul and Silas outside
And those two men never did end up being tried
Acts 16:22-30
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