24th Sunday C
Saul of Tarsus religious thug
His religion ruled him like a drug
The honour of his God was all his care
He didn’t mind who he hurt
Orthodoxy he would assert
Looking out for traitors – who goes there?
A blinding light then cast him down
Which way now into the town?
A helping hand to guide him was his need
And when his vision was restored
A vicious Saul was also cured
New life was given and a brand new creed
The God of mercy we hardly credit
Take the gospel – yeah we’ve read it
But take it up each day and slowly read
The mercy that is shown us there
Is healing for a world of care
Let mercy be your watchword and your creed
Brian Fahy
10 September 2022
Erris Poetry 