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Feb 1
Lord, open my blinded eyes to see
The healing you have worked in me
I was an outcast sight unseen
And now I stand in filthy rags made clean
I did not deserve this and still I received
The healing from that which I grieved
You treated me in both body and spirit
Gave me the truth and ears to hear it
You are a cure for all that ails us
Worship and prayer greatly avail us
I go forth with new life and great hope
Because of the words that you spoke:
"Go now, by your faith you have been saved
My mercy and love, your sins I forgave"
Forgive me when I don't appreciate
The gifts that have been feely given
Forgive me when I say thanks and then
Go back to the way I was livin'
Divine healer; God's own Son
All glory be to the Holy One!
Written by
showyoulove  34/M/Illinois, United States
(34/M/Illinois, United States)   
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