The Good Samaritan

The Good Samaritan 

When walking from Jerusalem to Jericho..
I was stripped by robbers whom I did not know...
They beat me and left me there to lie...
Took my belongings; hoping then I would die..
I felt alone and very scared...
None passing by would help me or even cared...
A priest came by, traveling that same road..
He stopped and glanced but, continued with his load.
I called out for help in a desperate cry...
A Levite heard but, passed me on by..
The night wondered on and I was tired and cold..
I wanted desperately something warm to hold..
Then a Samaritan came by and gave me food, clothes and wine..
He was gentle and sincerely kind..
He showed me mercy and love in great size..
Jesus says please go and do likewise..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Torres Avatar
October 18, 2008 at 12:03 PM
Erin this is wonderful! Love and peace to your heart Michael
Werner Avatar
August 11, 2008 at 6:31 PM
thx for the kind words! Erin
Burton Avatar
August 11, 2008 at 9:24 AM
I like how you were bold enough to even put the priest as passer by too. Bold poem and Ireally liked it alot. Most people you think would help you are always the ones pass you by,as they did jesus.
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