Roy Allen


Today... 'Friend Of Publicans And Sinners' - Poem by Roy Allen

The Son of Man came here eating and drinking
'He is a glutton' all the priests were thinking.
But wisdom by all her children was proved right
Truth's revealed only to those who've seen the light.

This Jesus in His mercy befriended me
and died to make me part of His family.
No glutton or drunkard is this Friend of mine
but head of the table at which I will dine.

Behold what luxurious food loads the board
When at His heavenly table sits the Lord.
The wine is so rich and the bread how so sweet
when Jesus invites sinners with Him to eat.

Where would I be if Jesus was not my Friend?
I dread to think how my sinful life would end.
Standing alone before God's white Judgement Throne.
No Intercessor to help and all on my own.

For those who the world ignores and dismisses
the Son of Man showers with love and kisses.
Seeking sinners and tax collectors to save
He endured the cross and rose up from the grave.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Luke 7: 34-35
The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and you say, 'Here is a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and 'sinners.' ' But wisdom is proved right by all her children.' 

Psalm 23: 5-6 You prepare a table before me
       in the presence of my enemies.
       You anoint my head with oil;
       my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me
       all the days of my life,
       and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
       forever.



All quotations ©NIV


The Bible calls You by many names
each one giving a glimpse of Your glory.
Like a cut diamond radiating in the sun
with every facet depicting an aspect
of Your Divine Nature.
Today I have thought of You as
'The Friend of publicans and sinners'

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 3, 2013


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