“I See the Offender”
The offender stands within my sight,
Bound with the chains of judicial might.
I cannot reach him – I wouldn’t try,
But it’s crossed my mind – I wouldn’t lie.
My little girl so young and sweet!
How can I stay here in my seat?
The rule of law will be my guide;
Within Thy Fortress I will hide.
Vengeance is not mine, I know;
It’s in Your hand where this will go.
But somehow wrongs will be made right,
If not now, then in Your sight.
by: Anthony Baker