A story of a blind man

So very long ago

He heard a great commotion

Heard men saying

Come let's go

For the Son of God

is passing by

Hurry come and see

The blind man thought

How can this be

Would a man like this

Touch me ?

Great Expectation filled the air

A hush fell on that place

The blind man fell down on his knees

Crying Lord that I might see

A gentle hand of love reached down

wiped his tears from his face

And the first thing that

that blind man saw

Was God's amazing grace

That blind man then felt God's SonLight

warm on his face

His darkness fled from that great Light

Left joy there in it's place

Then someone ask the blind man

What he now did see

He said I can see the face of God's Great love

Smiling back at me

If you don't mind my asking Lord

Just what your name might be

That man he just said Jesus

I gave your sight to thee

Just because I love you so

Because you ask of me

For when you reached out

for God's SonLight

You reached out to me

Once I too reached out for God's SonLight

My desperate hour came

And the story of that blind man

Who ask that man his name

So I softly whispered Jesus

Would you touch someone like me

Then I reached up

for God's SonLight

And he reached down to me