WRITING IN THE SAND
He writes silently in the sand,
Jesus the Son of God,
Jesus the Son of God,
As Pharisees stand by and nod,
And wag, and watch His writing hand.
The words unknown without a sound
Convict the gathering crowd.
They quiet down, Who once were loud.
They leave. Their stones now cast aground.
He still is writing in the sand,
Probing Our sinful heart-
Forgiving, telling us, "Depart,
And sin no more, is my command."
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When Jesus had lifted up Himself,
and saw none but the woman, he said
unto her, Woman were are those
thine accusers? hath no man condemned
thee?" She said, No man, Lord. And
Jesus said unto her, Neither do I
condemn thee: go, and sin nor more.
John 8:10-11
And wag, and watch His writing hand.
The words unknown without a sound
Convict the gathering crowd.
They quiet down, Who once were loud.
They leave. Their stones now cast aground.
He still is writing in the sand,
Probing Our sinful heart-
Forgiving, telling us, "Depart,
And sin no more, is my command."
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When Jesus had lifted up Himself,
and saw none but the woman, he said
unto her, Woman were are those
thine accusers? hath no man condemned
thee?" She said, No man, Lord. And
Jesus said unto her, Neither do I
condemn thee: go, and sin nor more.
John 8:10-11
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