Blemished by men who abused her
Oppressed by the enemy’s voice
Livid with rage and hounded by shame
Drusilla seduced men by choice
Brazen, she flaunted her figure
Obsessed with her cheap little tricks
Levied fierce wounds on her victims
Duping the simple for kicks
Beguiled, the naïve were attracted
Oblivious to her disease
Laughing, she led them to Hades
Defiling their honor with ease
But, as her suitors paraded
One gazed right into her soul
Looked on her cold heart with pity
Damned her demons to Sheol
Blood was required for her purchase
Only His blood to be sure
Love paid the ultimate ransom
Declaring the prostitute pure
Broken, she fell down before Him
Owned the full guilt of her wrongs
Loudly proclaimed Him her Master
Danced and exulted with songs
Blushing duplicitous leaders
Offered to pelt her with clay
Loathed the barefaced interloper
Distastefully spoiling their day
“Batter and bruise her, you cowards.
Or have you once happened to sin?
Lob a stone only if you are perfect.
Do step right on up and begin.”
Beaten, each slowly retreated ‘til
Only the woman remained
Lustrous in clean garments flowing
Devoid of each blemish and stain
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