I might be the one on the Jericho road, Robbed, wounded, and left to die; Or I might have passed by on the other side, Pride and disdain in my eye. But I may be the one from Samaria, Who cares for his brother's woe: He is calling now on the Jericho road; He is calling, and I must go!
Log in to read this article
Not a subscriber to JSH-Online? Subscribe today and receive online access to The Christian Science Journal, Sentinel, and Herald including digital editions of the print periodicals, Web original articles, blogs, and podcasts, over 30,000 minutes of Sentinel Radio and audio chats, searchable archive going back to 1883! Learn More.