THE SAMARITAN WOMAN
Poem by Fr. Paul D’Souza, Carmelite for Monday of the Third Sunday of Lent
Was she thirsting for love?
As she approached the well?
There is a love that’s noble;
There’s one that leads to hell.
She was a village woman
And conscious of it too,
When, looking at the stranger
She saw He was a Jew.
“Give me a drink of water,”
Elated was her heart;
To feel that there was something
She could to Him impart.
“But I’m a Samaritan,
While you are a Jew
Can we cups and saucers
Ever share with you?”
“If you but knew the Person
Speaking now with you,
You’d ask Him for water
That makes your whole life new.
Jesus spoke of the Spirit
He was about to give
To slake the thirst of mortals
Eternally to live.