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What a Crime!

November 11, 2014

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I felt greatly saddened by a recent radio discussion on the ‘disappeared’ regarding IRA victims who have been murdered over the years and buried in remote unmarked graves, often on beaches or in bog land. How my heart goes out to relatives, many of them elderly, who are still searching for their loved ones and how cruel it is to withhold information which would bring just a little comfort and dignity after all this time…

This discussion also reminded me of a little poem which I wrote many years ago. Written shortly after hearing a politician comment: ‘but it’s not a crime,’ these verses have nothing to do with politics. Surely the ultimate crime (and the one in which all other crimes have their root) is to never come to repentance, accepting the Lord Jesus Christ who is the propitiation for the sins of all mankind (1John 2v2) into our hearts? His blood has covered it all and whether your sins are great or small today, it is not too late to come to Him in repentance, in the quietness of your heart. “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” (1John 1v9)

 

 

What a Crime!

Be cruel my heart, and kill a mother,

For it’s not a crime.

Now sleep my conscience, and rob another,

For it’s not a crime.

Forget God’s laws and tell some lies,

For it’s not a crime.

And when life’s flown, and body dies,

Will justice touch my soul sublime?

Now stands my soul before the Judgement Throne,

Of He who prayed in Gethsemane alone.

And for my crimes He died upon a cross.

The land was dark, and nature knew its loss.

Earth quaked, rocks split, the veil was rent in two,

But this lover of my soul, I never knew…

Oh what a crime!

 

© Elizabeth Burke

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