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| THE ACCUSERS There she was, degraded and ashamed, Standing in the middle of them While the proud religious leaders Stood around her, to form a rim. Stones in hand, jeering loud, She must die, for she has sinned; Frightened and cowering away, head drooped in shame her end. Then, one stepped forward, The gentle Jesus; the carpenters son. "What cause have you against her?" He asked. "Adultery!" they proclaimed. "She's undone." As she trembled and shook with fear, The Saviour, in the sand, began to write. "Who among you has no sin?" Like an invitation to enter her sight. None stepped forward As they looked at each other sore amazed. For this accusation, they weren't prepared. Not a question they wanted raised. No one knows for sure What the Saviour wrote that day. For, when He raised His head, The accusers had gone away. "Where are your accusers," asked the Lord, "Those that sought your stoning?" "Indeed, there are none, Master." For their own sins they were not owning. "Then, neither do I condemn you. Go and sin no more." She had found her sanctuary from her sin. To heavenly forgiveness, she found the only door. My own sins are so many I could accuse not any one. For, I am so unworthy. But, I'm forgiven by God's son. Even though my accuser, For my destruction he would demand To cast stones at my sin sick soul, Condemned I'm not. A child of God I am ... Even though my accuser takes a stone To cast my bed in hell. But, because I'm covered in the Lamb's blood, Within my soul all 'tis well. "No longer do I condemn you. Go and sin no more. Enter now, my precious child I am your sanctuary Door." � 2003 by Sandra Griffin [email protected] http://www.our.homewithgod.com/sandra ~*~ This Biblical story has been on my heart lately, due to a young lady, pregnant out of wedlock, who is no longer aloud to serve in her church. So, I especially appreciate that God inspired Sandy to write this message as a reminder that repentant people are no longer guilty in the site of God. Joyce C. Lock |