I was working in town one afternoon,
Attending some business affairs:
I heard a commotion a couple of streets over,
And wondered what's happening there?
A young man was running from in that direction,
And stopped just to catch his breath;
I asked him to please tell me what was the hurry,
He smiled up at me and he said...
I was trying to catch the crippled man,
Did he run past this way?
He was rushing home to tell everyone,
What Jesus did today.
And the mute man was telling myself and the deaf girl,
He's leaving to answer God's call;
It's hard to believe, but if you don't trust me,
Ask the blind man he saw it all.
My friend if the troubles and burdens you carry,
Are heavy and dragging you down;
You've tried everything you can possibly think of,
But there's no relief to be found.
That very same Jesus that altered the future,
Of the blind man the deaf and the lame;
Is still reaching out in your hour of trouble,
One touch and you're never the same.
And you'll be trying to catch the crippled man,
Did he run past this way?
He was rushing home to tell everyone,
What Jesus did today.
And the mute man was telling myself and the deaf girl,
He's leaving to answer God's call;
It's hard to believe, but if you don't trust me,
Ask the blind man he saw it all.
Ask the blind man he saw it all.