I cannot see, but I can hear
Who others say is passing by.
My begging banishes my fear;
I raise my voice in joyful cry.
My blindness let’s me see His truth
That others cannot understand,
And I surrender to His proof,
Feel in my heart His healing hand.
No longer can I sit by road
And let Him pass and disappear,
But follow I with lightened load
And speak of Him that all may hear.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 