The Thief On The Cross

The thief on the cross I will excitedly meet one day, When I'm called up to heaven And unto him this I will say. You have never been to a Bible study And you was never, ever baptized, But, you made it, you made it By the Lord your entrance was authorized. I don't know of any of your crimes And I don't know of your sins or bereft But, you were judged to suffer and die I will say that to the thief crucified on the left. Then I hope at me he will smile And to me I hope he will speak, As he will tell me of his final journey The story, I do anxiously and honestly seek. Will he say, when he first arrived in Heaven The Angels all say he entered the wrong place Because, he wasn't saved and he knew not of forgiveness And he knew not what was the doctrine of grace. Maybe to me he will just smile and say As he spoke to the Angels where he came from, That the man on the middle cross looked at him and said That into Heaven I could come. Randy L. McClave