For so very long I've had to hide
Despairing in these dark damp caves
On the edge of my town and my mind
Begging for crumbs that I might live the day
I'm so sick and lonely and hopeless here
A forbidden outcast in my own land
No one dares to even come near
I long for comfort and a touch of hand
In deep despair I hide; I'm so very alone
Family and friends have all turned away
My body is ravaged with many sores
The pain worsening every day
Yet now a prophet this way comes
It is said with God's power He heals all
With just a word or a touch of hand
I long that this is true. His name I call
Coming closer than he really should
Without worry for himself it would seem
Heal me, I cry...
Oh only if you would If you wish you can make me clean
In His eyes I see kindness, love and mercy
His voice like music to my ears
I will do it, be made clean, said he
My sores and skin are now made clear
He bids me now that no one must I tell
But first to the priests my body show
I am healed now but I cannot say
Wondering why or how, I gladly go
My life he has just healed and saved
With one touch of his powerful hand
New life to me has been given today
And a joy I simply can't understand
Forgive my human weakness Lord
As I cry out loudly to all today
For I cannot hold this joy within
Your name I must loudly proclaim