One of the Blind I Am Not

One of the blind, I am not.

I limp not nor do I faint

No evil spirit in or out

Neither am I ill or sick

My skin is whole and well

My loved ones and I, alive

I can speak and write and tell.

Yea, my wrong tis not notable

But one who heals is here

Giving sight to all who sees not,

Strengthening the lame with care

Freeing the souls from devils and demons

Healing both leper and the sick

Giving life to those who sleep

Putting words in mouths sealed thick

Even opening the long closed ears

How can I dare attempt to try

To ask His help for me

How would He even hear my cry

To heal my heart from this scar

I weep no, but pain I feel

A commandment I’ve transgressed

The penalty and hurt is real

But, outwards tis unseen

My sin boils within my heart

Oh, how my soul longs for freedom

From guilt, and anguish for a start

This endless torment and torture

I wish oh wish He’d come

I wish He’d rid me of this

But alas, He’s too busy for one

And alas there’s too many to heal

Why would he waste time on me?

What would it prove?

How could he even make me free?

But who would and could?

He stops, and, looks my way

I cannot believe it

He comes to me to say:

“My son, know ye who am I?”

My soul jumps with this thought

So I reply with all my being

“Thou art He, the son of God

And I am unworthy in thy presence

But, please I ask of you, if thou wilt

Save me from what ails me

Remove from me this small pain and guilt

But if not, heal those with greater need.”

He smiles and reaches out his hand

I grasp his as he explains

“My son, I say t thee, stand

for thou has faith and hope and charity

Though ye may not be blind

            Nor lame

                        Nor possessed

                                    Nor sick

                                                Nor leper

                                                            Nor dead

                                                                        Nor mute

Ye have been found in greater need than these

Therefore thy faith hath made thee whole

And thy sins are forgiven thee

Be of good cheer, and sin no more”

Tear upon tear, full of gladness

My heart is healed and whole

Empty of anguish and now guiltless

Thanks to my Lord on High

He healed me, He heals me, and He will always heal me

For He is my Savior and my Lord and my Healer

He healed me.