The blind men to Jesus cried out by the way,
Beseeching in darkness for light;
“Oh help, Son of David, have mercy, we pray,
And grant us the blessing of sight.”
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“Believe ye that I am able, able to do this?
According unto your faith be it unto you.”
O Christian, so weary of sorrow and sin,
Your darkness will vanish away;
His light like the glory of noontide, shine in—
To you He is saying today,
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Oh wand’rer if you would a blessing receive,
He’s passing, oh do not delay;
But answer Him quickly,
“Yea, Lord, I believe,”
To you He is saying today,
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The same Son of David is healing today,
All those who upon Him call;
Yes, Jesus of Nazareth is passing this way,
He’s saying to us, one and all,
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