I just had to call him out
Seemed there was no other way
Had no inkling of credentials
Doubted half of what he’d say.
But the word had gotten round
Demons fled when he came near
People helped by this odd stranger
Naming Jesus without fear.
But he had not walked with us
And he had not heard you, Lord.
Was this just some cheap manoeuvre
To be listened to, adored?
And we must be cautious, yes
Lest your message be upturned
Lest your Kingom be embarrassed
And your call of mercy spurned.
What is that you’re saying Master?
“Leave him be, and let him bless
He is well-tuned to our Gospel
Mustn’t fuss about the rest.”
Luke 9: 49, 50