Friend Of Sinners

Dedicated to the hopeless cases,

Bodies with blurred faces,

The good shepherd,

searching forgotten places

Looking in the lost, but not found,

Tramps tossed to the pound

The overlooked, passed over,

Scheduled to be put down.

Brother to those born in the gutter,

Those the world calls clutter,

Like Hosea never giving up on Gomer,

He loves her, despite where he finds her.

Friend of sinners,

misfits and outsiders,

Serving exquisite dinners

Instead of leftovers

Names with embossed letters

Written on gilded invitations

A seat and soul’s salvation

For the worst of debtors

Like the criminal on Calvary

Last breath for a prisoner,

The promise of eternity,

From the friend of sinners