Dozens+Walk+By

Dozens Walk By

Give thanks for your Savior, head crowned with thorns Hold close the heroes who do what is right Pay respect to the sacrifices others have borne

Early in the morning, a plea for aid Knife flashes in the light, hungry for blood A lady threatened, a price to be paid

A lone man hears, leaps forward to rescue This distressed damsel faced with an ugly death He comes away bloodied, yet starts to pursue

Feet slam against pavement, breath turns to moan The hero's steps start to falter, he stumbles, falls A banker walks by as he dies, ignored, alone

People walk past, ignore a fallen martyr Good, common people afraid to get involved So they head on to pray at Christ's alter