~ Stranger on
the Path ~
While walking down a pathway
'Twas there, a stranger I did meet
His clothes were darned, and wrinkled
Worn out sandals upon His feet
His hair was wisped about His head
Eye's worn, but glistening
He spoke to me so softly
So I began just listening
He told me of such sweet things
As we walked along the sand
The miracles He had mustered
By His loving Fathers Hand
The scars upon His shoulders
Were deep, and very wide
I asked Him where He'd gotten them
And to that He sat, and cried
He told of things that happened
When He walked the earth as me
He said He died for all that day
So sin wouldn't hold the key
He said He didn't mind suffering
For He loved each one the same
He just could not stand, and watch
As satan played his game
So those scars He had were stripes
Of His love for you, and I
Don't take it all for granted
And let this pass you by
Give Him thanks each day
For the sacrifice He made
Sin was thrown upon Him
And the Price for us was paid
Debbie
Looney
©2005
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