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He comes from out the ages dim	A
The good Samaritan	B
I somehow never pictured him	A
A fat and jolly man	C
But one who d little joy to glean	D
And little coin to give	E
A sad faced man and lank and lean	D
Who found it hard to live	F
His eyes were haggard in the drought	G
His hair was iron grey	H
His dusty gown was patched no doubt	G
Where we patch pants to day	H
His faded turban too was torn	I
But darned and folded neat	J
And leagues of desert sand had worn	I
The sandals on his feet	J
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He s been a fool perhaps and would	K
Have prospered had he tried	L
But he was one who never could	K
Pass by the other side	L
An honest man whom men called soft	M
While laughing in their sleeves	N
No doubt in business ways he oft	O
Had fallen amongst thieves	N
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And I suppose by track and tent	P
And other ancient ways	Q
He drank and fought and loved and went	P
The pace in his young days	Q
And he had known the bitter year	R
When love and friendship fail	S
I wouldn t be surprised to hear	T
That he had been in jail	S
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A silent man whose passions slept	U
Who had no friends or foes	V
A quiet man who always kept	U
His hopes and sorrows close	W
A man who very seldom smiled	X
And one who could not weep	Y
Be it for death of wife or child	X
Or sorrow still more deep	Y
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But sometimes when a man would rave	Z
Of wrong as sinners do	A2
He d say to cheer and make him brave	Z
I ve had my troubles too	A2
They might be twittered by the birds	B2
And breathed high Heaven through	A2
There s beauty in those world old words	B2
I ve had my sorrows too	A2
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And if he was a married man	C
As many are that roam	C2
I guess that good Samaritan	B
Was rather glum at home	C2
Impatient when a child would fret	D2
And strict at times and grim	A
A man whose kinsmen never yet	D2
Appreciated him	A
	-
Howbeit in a study brown	E2
He had for all we know	F2
His own thoughts as he journeyed down	E2
The road to Jericho	F2
And pondered as we puzzle yet	D2
On tragedies of life	G2
And maybe he was deep in debt	D2
And parted from his wife	G2
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And so by chance there came that way	H
It reads not like romance	H2
The truest friends on earth to day	H
They mostly come by chance	H2
He saw a stranger left by thieves	N
Sore hurt and like to die	I2
He also saw my heart believes	N
The others pass him by	I2
	-
Perhaps that good Samaritan	B
Knew Levite well and priest	J2
He lifted up the wounded man	C
And sat him on his beast	J2
And took him on towards the inn	K2
All Christ like unawares	L2
Still pondering perhaps on sin	K2
And virtue and his cares	L2
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He bore him in and fixed him right	M2
Helped by the local drunk	N2
And wined and oiled him well all night	M2
And thought beside his bunk	N2
And on the morrow ere he went	P
He left a quid and spoke	O2
Unto the host in terms which meant	P
Look after that poor bloke	O2
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He must have known them at the inn	K2
They must have known him too	A2
Perhaps on that same track he d seen	D
Some other sick mate through	A2
For Whatsoe er thou spendest more	P2
The parable is plain	Q2
I will repay he told the host	R2
When I return again	S2
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He seemed to be a good sort too	A2
The boss of that old pub	T2
As even now there are a few	A2
At shanties in the scru	P2
The good Samaritan jogged on	U2
Through Canaan s dust and heat	J
And pondered over various schemes	V2
And ways to make ends meet	J
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He was no Christian understand	W2
For Christ had not been born	I
He journeyed later through the land	W2
To hold the priests to scorn	I
And tell the world of certain men	S2
Like that Samaritan	B
And preach the simple creed again	S2
Man s duty Man to man	C
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Once on a time there lived a man	C
But he has lived alway	H
And that gaunt good Samaritan	B
Is with us here to day	H
He passes through the city streets	X2
Unnoticed and unknown	Y2
He helps the sinner that he meets	X2
His sorrows are his own	Y2
He shares his tucker on the track	Z2
When things are at their worst	A3
And often shouts in bars outback	Z2
For souls that are athirst	A3
To day I see him staggering down	E2
The blazing water course	B3
And making for the distant town	E2
With a sick man on his horse	B3
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He ll live while nations find their graves	C3
And mortals suffer pain	Q2
When colour rules and whites are slaves	C3
And savages again	S2
And after all is past and done	B
He ll rise up the Last Man	C
From tending to the last but one	B
The good Samaritan	B

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