Poor man Lazarus woken from his sleep
Deep down in peaceful rest, he must not keep.
Knock, knock, Jesus comes to pull him out of the sack.
Smack from where he went four deadly days back.
Back again to work he’ll go and earn more money
Funny how death could taste sweet as honey.
Pulled out of Paradise and out of grave’s cavity
Gravity again causes his soul flight’s brevity.
Poor man Lazarus you no longer are a mummy
All because with Jesus you chose to be chummy.
(By – SJP, Lent 2008)
Thanks Steve, I’m preaching on Lazarus, I would guess you are too???
with infinite hope, Jim