In the dark corridors of my life Where I dwell by sense not sight I know not which is the way Nor from whence I have come Yet I seek and hope in this long night
I cry out again for mercy and kindness As to survive, I must overcome my fright Yet being shoved and pushed away I am shunned as unclean until A voice of caring calls in my night
One Man now comes close to me As no one has in so very long Yet I pull away in fear of harm For they call me sin and sinner Casting me down for I do not belong
Yet he comes close and I feel him Touching now with simple dirt my eyes He tells me to wash as I truly must To remove this balm of earthly dust For he has heard my begging cries
With doubt and fear I crawl away Toward the sound of the flowing water As he has sent me away to wash Knowing both my fear and insult Yet go I must to Siloam at his order
Trusting without sight I trust and go forth With the water of life I am suddenly clean And in my first clear sight is this Holy Man Who now smiles and nods as I joyfully cry And run home to see and be seen
Prove to them I was blind I need not As my parents themselves now rejoice Nor justify myself to those who challenge As there is no sin for them to see Only of light and sight now I voice
I have found him again, this Jesus Who asks me in him to believe Yes, I cry out to him, I do For once I was blind and alone And now true sight I have received
Lord Jesus, I come to you For in my eyes oft is cloud and blindness For you are the Balm of Gilead In whom I trust to heal my sight With faith and trust and love I ask Wash the sin from my soul’s eye Restore my view of you today