A woman just like me. She made good use of her looks. She entertained men. Sometimes i wonder why life doesn't offer "undo". She lost her virginity. And soon it came to mean nothing. One fine day She was taking care of her business She didn't know if it was a trap (neither do i) She was being chased She was running for her life Would she stand a chance? i mean, these were the 'temple people' They were the law She fell All armed with stones And she- defenseless Or that is what it seemed like But they brought her to a Man Questioned Him (not her) "What do You say?" They were questioning the Rock of ages They didn't stand a chance They all left Look at this woman who is she? what did she look like? "I wouldn't accuse you either..." How much was forgiven we'd never really know But when it is done, "It Is Finished" He does offer "Undo" Today, I stand wondering at this woman... How did she feel? Oh what love, mercy
What have I that I haven't received?