He would not let Jesus pass him by.
Called out to the Saviour with a loud cry.
It was his last chance to be made whole.
For blind from birth was this poor soul.
The crowd rebuked him to keep silent
but he cried out the more for he was intent.
not to miss the Lord and let him pass by
"Have mercy on me" was his loud cry.
Jesus stopped and bid them bring the man.
And jumping to his feet to Jesus he ran.
Jesus then said, "What do you want of me? "
"Rabbi", Bartimaeus said, "I want to see."
Immediately Jesus restored his sight
for he had faith that Jesus could put it right.
His life had been miraculously changed that day.
So he followed Jesus along the way
Like Bartimaeus we too have been born blind
and need like him the Saviour to find.
To cry "Son of David have mercy on me.
Open my eyes, Lord, I want to see."
It is at the cross that all can see
the extent of God's love for you and me.
Cry out, "Saviour hear my humble cry
while reaching others do not pass me by."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem