Come Down, Zacchaeus

I worked with coins and numbers. Taking funds whate'er the cost.

Until the day salvation came to seek and save the lost. What would I

do if I could not see with my own two eyes? Him passing through

this sinner's view and much to my surprise. The crowd began to gather

and they stood in front of me. Until I found a sycamore

and climbed up in that tree. And there across the tops of them

and to my soul's delight, I saw my Savior face-to-face, the ending of

my plight. Come down, come down, Zacchaeus. "Come down," I