SAINTS AND SINNERS
When some fellow yields to temptation and breaks a conventional law,
We look for no good in his make –up, but God! How we look for a flaw!
No one will ask, “How tempted? ”
Nor allow for the battle he’s fought, his name becomes food for the jackals;
For us who have never been caught.
“He has sinned! ” we shout from the house-tops,
We forget the good he has done,
We center on one lost battle,
And forget the times he has won.
“Come, gaze on the sinner! ”we thunder,
“And by his example be taught that his footsteps lead to destruction,
Cry we who have never been caught.
I’m a sinner, O Lord, and I know it,
I’m weak, I blunder, I fail.
I’m tossed on life’s stormy ocean,
Like ships embroiled in a gale.
I’m willing to trust in thy mercy; to keep thy commandments thou’st taught,
But deliver me, Lord, from the judgment of saints who have never been caught!
Kipin it Jesus’
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem