Lyrics of Reason and Experience

The Beggar’s Confessions

34 The Beggar’s Confessions If they are real Christians They know That hatred is sinful That hard heartedness is sinful That love is Godly For a decade now I stand here By the gate of the synagogue My poor wooden plate by my side My only friend I see them When they pass Tying hard their pockets Lest What they spared for the church offering might fall And poor Beggar might feast on it With the corner of an eye Some look Scornfully That for good I desert the gate My home To where? Only them know better Now after this decade long My ten years of befriending the gate My home 35 I know who Christian is What it means to be a Christian Christians are not those who preach Christ on top of their voices Christians are not those who frequent the synagogue every Sunday Christians are not those who wear church uniforms in the streets Christians are not those who hold and read the Bible on the road For what they really believe in If a vagrant in the shaky behind the rich Christians’ house die from hunger in their presence If a beggar at the gate of the feasting synagogue lives there with dry lips If brethren spare for a church uniform when the beggar by their gate lives in tattered rugs If what the church can only afford to offer is the Holy Communion? Then our entire path is littered with thorns Mine is a voice of reason Confessions of a beggar Food for thought for all Christian fellows Though unsweetened sour words for those who hate the truth Amen! ...