the publican's prayerA Poem by S. S. AllenLuke 18:10-16
Old habits die hard...
And my will power just won't suffice. On the sinners list my name was scribed. A sinner by birth but a saint by choice. I have prayed a mighty long prayer. In it my weaknesses exposed. But like a sepulcher with dead man's bones. So was my heart within my body. A pharisaical being . Then a still small voice said to me. It's time to recite the publican's prayer. "Lord be merciful to me, a sinner," I began... © 2017 S. S. Allen |
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