Poem January 3, 1948 ISSUE

HE CAME WHERE HE WAS

Grace Nixon Stecher

Jerusalem to JerichoA certain man went down,Where, beaten, robbed, and left to die,He drew the Levite's frown,For he was but a lowly man,A man of no renown.

But when the good SamaritanCame where he was, no prideImpeded love; he shunned him not,Nor pulled his skirts aside.He soothed his bruises where he lay;Else surely he had died.

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