Written by Mario Borg
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Sep 03, 2008 at 12:39 PM |
| A comely man, with naught of arrogance Or pride of self, nor yet desire for wealth, He said he only came to lead the way, To urge repentance of our sins,
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He wished to take us by the hand And baptize us to wash our guilt away His preaching had a desert tang, of strength And fervor hardly won, but rooted deep. He wore a tunic made of camel’s hair And cloak of some poor suff. His staff was rough, And bore the legend of the heartfelt words He so when first he met his Lord And baptised him: “Behold the Lamb of God!” And from that time; he urged upon us more And ever more a firmer sorrow For our sins. Sometimes we’d think we saw a Lamb Beside him there, with shining fleece, and face Of such pure light we’d blink and scare could look. Yea—John was strange and strong - - He stood alone and spoke his words with fire.
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