THE FINGER OF GOD.
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He stooped and wrote. Oh, tender still
To them His pure eyes scanned!
Each reads the mystic sign aright
None else may understand.
The silent witness on the ground
Tells not the tale to ears around.
To them His pure eyes scanned!
Each reads the mystic sign aright
None else may understand.
The silent witness on the ground
Tells not the tale to ears around.
O thou sad woman, bowed in shame!
Shalt thou e'er rise again?
Behold, the helpless stands before
The righteous Judge of men!
And now, thy last accuser gone,
The Sinless One may cast the stone.
Shalt thou e'er rise again?
Behold, the helpless stands before
The righteous Judge of men!
And now, thy last accuser gone,
The Sinless One may cast the stone.
And doth He cast it? Lifting up
Himself, He gazed around.
Alone with Jesus! leave her there,
She hath the Refuge found:
Her life, her guilty life is o'er,
He bids her "Go, and sin no more."
Himself, He gazed around.
Alone with Jesus! leave her there,
She hath the Refuge found:
Her life, her guilty life is o'er,
He bids her "Go, and sin no more."
Thus to the sinner speaks He still,
Thus does He speak to me,
"From the dark thraldom of thy sin
I came to set thee free."
Saviour and sinner stand alone:
Oh, let the Sinless cast the stone.
Thus does He speak to me,
"From the dark thraldom of thy sin
I came to set thee free."
Saviour and sinner stand alone:
Oh, let the Sinless cast the stone.
