The Lost Coin !

A poor peasant woman with coins of ten silver,
From her ten days wages,she loses one,
Lights a lamp,sweeps the house nook and corner,
Until she finds the lone coin her own.

She calls together her friends and neighbor,
"Rejoice with me I have found my lost coin",
Rejoicings were on a celebratory meal there,
Happiness overflew when together all did join.

Even so there is much more joy in heaven,
In the presence of the angels of God,
When ever a sinner repents there and then,
Over that sinner,joy commands the Lord.

The Lost Son,Lost Sheep,Lost Coin are,
The parables of Heaven's love and care.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu.

The Lost Sheep!

Ninety-nine sheep were safe in the fold,
But one was away on the mountains bare,
On the hills, far off from the gates of gold,
Also away from the tender shepherd's care.

The shepherd goes in search of the lost sheep,
Uphill,down dale or in to desert or deep wood,
To rescue the lost one,he finds no rest,no sleep,
At last when he finds,rejoices the shepherd good.

He invites the pariah of the community to celebrate,
"Rejoice with me,I've found my sheep that was lost",
On one penitent sinner rejoicing in heaven be great,
The repentance brings joy that would never exhaust.

Ninety-nine righteous make no cause for celebration,
One repentant sinner does that is heavenly emotion.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu.