THIEF ON THE CROSS

Like the thief on the cross,
I was helpless, I was lost;
My shame I could not hide,
My guilt I know too well.
Who shall deliver me from hell?
One look upon His face
Such compassion, such grace
As He pleads for mercy
For things they have done;
Yet for Himself He asks none.
Surely, He must be God's Son!!
Mercy without measure
Love beyond degree,
Poured out for me
O, Lamb of Calvary
Do, Lord, remember me!!

M.M.S.