He put his hand on my lily white brow
And sent power rushing through my body
Soon the pain was abolished from my life
I lifted myself, and found somebody
Looking at me with nothing in his eyes
He was my saviour, so was he not proud
That he had shown me kindness in a world
So sinful, where the demons cry aloud?
He left me with a simple statement that
Lifter my heart more than the words of a book
He said 'My work is done so now I leave
Farewell for now, ' and he turned to look
At something that I could not see clearly
Maybe he was slightly mad, I'm not sure
But dare I question the might of Jesus?
The one who cares for us so, and leads us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem