We couldn’t resist his message

Or wisdom he brought to bear

Or censure his grasp of history

No Jew could defeat him there.

And none could resist his spirit

Unmixed, and unbought by pride,

And heeding only his Master

Right to the hour he died.

So what was the cause of our fury?

Or what could excuse our rage?

In stoning this miracle -worker

Who visioned a brighter new Age?

The gnashing of teeth and the madness

Were all in our quarter, you see.

As rocks crushed the life from this giant

Who knelt, and forgave even me.

Acts 7:

59 And they stoned Stephen, calling upon God, and saying, Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.

60 And he kneeled down, and cried with a loud voice, Lord, lay not this sin to their charge. And when he had said this, he fell asleep.

Doug Blair, Waterloo, Ontario

(Note: We do not know the heaviness of conviction that weighed upon Paul the Apostle between Acts 7 and Acts 9.)


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