Blind

I am sure I will never see you
Since I was born my sight has been blank
Well my mother, she has forgotten me
And my father, he never came
I have begged and I’ve begged for some thirty odd years
And I’ve searched and I’ve searched for many more
But still nobody’s came to me
And inside much pain and strife I store
But then one day I heard of this man
Who healed the lame, and I called out his name, And he came
And he gave me his hand
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When he reached upon my eyes I could not see a thing
But when he let out a cry I knew I’d been redeemed
Well some people tried to explain what seeing is like
But came so shallow they did
Now I see many colors
It’s more beautiful than I could have ever thought
Well this has been a miracle
Thanks to this man who came and sought
And since he’s always near
Whom shall I fear?
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Well he took some mud, put it upon his eyes
Wiped it with his hands, and now I’m seeing like every man
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