Now Mr. Todd, begin the case, the time is getting short.”
Just then a woman’s helpless cry fell on the Judge’s ear,
And both the lads within the dock were seen to shed a tear.
And Juror No. 3 stood up and said, “Where is the friend?
I call on Thee, Lord Jesus, the prisoners to defend.”
The Judge sat upright on the bench, a greater One than he
Was in the court to help the lads, summoned by Juror 3.
The case was tried and verdict found, “Guilty” the foreman said,
And not a juror disagreed—the Judge bowed low his head.
Then to the bar there came the man, whose house the lads had robbed.