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TWO MEN

Two men, criminals,robbers, they
Hung close by Jesus on Calvary’s Hill.
One on the right, the other on left,
Watched evil people His sacred blood spill.

They heard Him say in a voice sincere;
“Father forgive them, they know not what they do,”
The Heavens were filled with angels in grief
Mere humans jeering the God of Peace.

One of the criminals, cruel was he,
Hurled insults at the dying Lord,
“If you are Christ, the Son of God,
Save yourself from torture and gall.”

But the other criminal rebuked his friend,
Saying; “You and I deserve our deaths
But this poor man did nothing at all
Only did for others what he knew was best.”

Turning to Jesus the good thief spoke;
“Remember me when You reach your home,
Though sore His feet and aching head,
“This day, you’ll join me, Jesus said.

When we’re in sin,and forlorn our lot,
Let’s pause and think of the thief or Paul,
Mary Magdalen and Augustine fell,
But arose to sainthood from dark to dawn.

(GOD IS ALWAYS LISTENING TO
OUR PRAYERS AND PROBLEMS.
NEVER GIVE UP.
KEEP KNOCKING.
NO PRAYER GOES UNANSWERED.
REMEMBER THE GOOD THIEF.)