JESUS UNDERSTANDS

I sat upon the edge one day
To cast my gaze below,
Observing what was said and done
By men I did not know.

Thus caught my eye a horrid sight
I all but understood;
And jumping up, my head amiss,
Flew quickly as I would.

Before my King I humbly came,
Cast on my knees in praise;
With quiet voice and aching heart
I questioned all man's ways.

He picked me up with gentle hands
And searched me with His eyes;
He set me there before His throne
And turned to part the skies.

He told me then of man He loved,
Who breathed His very breath;
He told me how He gave them all,
By suffering, in His death.

"And yet," cried I "they love you not,
But few do seek your name;
There seems no thought of heaven or hell;
For them life's just a game."

He turned His head -- I saw the tears --
As He watched the world below;
Then breathed to me a painful sigh,
"I know, my child, I know.
-David J. Heyen