Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Just Like Jesus


He was blind from birth and a beggar no one cared for.
He spent all of his days much the same way at the temple.
But then the Master pased by ,
put the clay in his eyes.
Darkness had to flee.
His blinded eyes had been a miracle,
made so other men would see.

Isn't that just like Jesus?
To open eyes of the blind.
Always caring for others,
Sent to save all mankind.
Heal the sick and set the captives free,
Calm a raging stormy sea.
Isn't that just like Jesus.
He would make the blind to see.

I was cold deep within full of sorrow ,
had no friends , when He found me.
I was hurt and all alone,
had no love to call my own,
when He saved me.
I was so blind I should have died,
but instead to Him I cried,
and He Forgave Me.

Isn't that just like Jesus?
To open eyes of the blind.
Always caring for others.
Sent to save all mankind.
Heal the sick and set the captives free.
Calm a raging stormy sea.
Isn't that just like Jesus.
To save a blinded man like me?

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