Many years he walked in darkness, as he traveled down the streets, with his hands streached out for pennies, or just a bite to eat - it's the story of a blind man, who met Jesus on his way,and at the Masters touch, the man looked up- as the scoffers heard him say-
Somebody touched me!- Somebody touched me! Oh, I was blind, Oh praise his name, now I can see! I was in darkness, 'till Jesus found me,But since he touched me, I now can see!
It's the story of a crippled man, who Jesus made walk again- and the Master saw with pleasure, he had not labored in vain- like the story of that crippled man, I once was bound by sin, but since the Master came, oh praise his name,I now can say-
Somebody touched me! Somebody touched me! You see I was blind, Oh praise his name, now I can see! I was in darkness, till Jesus found me, since he touched me, I now am free! I am free!
Oh! He touched me--Oh! He touched me! And Oh! The joy that floods my soul! Something...Something happened, and now I know, He touched me...and he made me whole!
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