Ode To A Thief Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

He is just a common thief,
And now he must pay;
His wicked deeds bring him,
Condemned to die today.

He had cheated and looted,
Wronged many men;
His wretched life stops today,
A cross shall pay his sin.

Guilty of his transgression,
Deserving of this bed;
Though he feared not the dying,
But the damnation ahead.

For surely Hell would be his fate,
Fires' torment soon would start;
Punished for his wickedness,
And such a blackened heart!

But this ONE dying near him,
Was oh so different than he;
His eyes revealed compassion,
He spoke mercifully.

The thief cried out from his cross;
'Man just what crime did you do? '
Then Jesus whispered weakly;
'Today friend, I die for you! '

'But, how will You die for me,
Just who are you anyway? '
'I AM the Lamb of God,
Your sin debt I came to pay.'

'How may I receive pardon? '
The thief begged repentantly.
'Forgiveness is truly yours
If you simply will believe.'

'It's true, you are the Savior,
Given thus to die for me...
Oh LORD I need your mercy,
LAMB of GOD… remember me! '

Then Jesus spoke to the thief,
'Mercy has covered your price,
And I now say unto thee…
I'll meet you in PARADISE! '