Gazing on Juror No. 3, “Forgive them, Judge,” he sobbed.
“I forgive them as Our Master would, as I hope He’ll pardon me.”
And the light on the face of Juror 3 was wonderful to see.
And all eyes turned upon the bench; what would that stern Judge do?
His face was soft as baby’s smile; he had been born anew.
“You have sinned, my lads; go, sin no more!” Then he set them free,
And who shall say that Jesus was not Juror No. 3?