A Woman of the Dust

A Woman of the Dust

A woman of the dust

Half clothed thrown at his feet

Accused of being an adulteress

He who sees our hearts

Drew circles in the sand

Looked gently into her eyes

As the tears fell to her hands

Shamed she bowed a lovely head

To seem as they had taunted

Jesus saw her soul untainted

A woman of the dust

Half clothed thrown at his feet

Accused of being an adulteress

He saw the course of the day

Where forced by her mate

Abused and sent to another's bed

Their plan conceived that way

To trap the Christ by Hate

The law they said is this

To throw stones for such sins

Death is the means to her sin's end

A woman of the dust

Half clothed thrown at his feet

Accused of being an adulteress

Hands stilled within the sand

Then wrote a message there

Her accusers saw and trembled now in fear

He saw the acts that they had done

"If any man is without sin¼Let him cast the first stone."

Into the silent crowd

These words of power fell

A woman of the dust

Half clothed thrown at his feet

Accused of being an adulteress

Christ gently cupped the tear-stained face

Now full of peace and grace

Covering her in his dignity

He said with all tranquility

"Woman¼ where are thine accusers?"

"Go and sin no more."

She arose and with virtue adorn

A woman of the dust

Half clothed thrown at his feet

Accused of being an adulteress

Mercy and Justice granted sweet

For a woman of the dust

I like her am a woman of the dust

In Christ, I place my trust

He saw past a sin

To a tormentor's den

Cried then unto me

"Go and sin no more¼

Arise and with virtue adorn."

I find peace in his grace

Covered in his dignity

Clothed in his glory

A woman of the dust

C. Lin Rawlins 9-4-2000