There were the cookies
    They looked very good
There was the boy
    Steal them he would.

He climbed on the counter
    Took one from the jar.
He tried to escape
    But he didn't get far.

For there was his mother
    Just staring him down;
Right on her face
    She had a big frown.
'I'm sorry, forgive me
    This act I resent;
I know I've done wrong
    I want to repent.'

Returning the cookie
    Would this be the end?
The next day arrived
    He stole it again.

So one has to wonder
    Just what the boy meant
When he told his mother,
    'I want to repent.'
"Now I rejoice, not that ye were made sorry, but that ye sorrowed
to repentance: for ye were made sorry after a godly manner, that
ye might receive damage by us in nothing. For godly sorrow worketh
repentance to salvation not to be repented of: but the sorrow of the
world worketh death."
"The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count
slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any
should perish, but that all should come to repentance."
  II PETER 3:9

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