Sinner and Saint

Well we got stuck into Romans 7:15-25 this morning.

It prompted Ken (second row on the right) to rise and recite something he knew by heart from G. A. Studdert Kennedy, a WWI army padre:

Sinner and Saint

A Sermon in a Billet

OUR Padre, ‘e says I’m a sinner,
And John Bull says I’m a saint,
And they’re both of ’em bound to be liars,
For I’m neither of them, I ain’t.
I’m a man, and a man’s a mixture,
Right down from ‘is very birth,
For part ov ‘im comes from ‘eaven.
And part ov ‘im comes from earth.
There’s nothing in man that’s perfect.
And nothing that’s all complete;
E’s nubbat a big beginning.
From ‘is ‘ead to the soles of ‘is feet.
There’s summat as draws ‘im uppards.
And summat as drags ‘im down,
And the consekence is, ‘e wobbles,
‘Twixt muck and a golden crown.

G. A. Studdert Kennedy