| lyric | 1. Well a woman was healed when she touched the hem of His clothes;
That’s just one of the stories that ev’rybody knows.
O, I the facts, but I’d love to feel what the blind man felt when his eyes healed.
He went a runnin’ through the streets to share.
I wish I could’ve been there when the thousands were fed
with just two fish and some bread,
and see the lttle bay packin’ up the rest.
I wish I could’ve been there to see the lame that could leap,
and hear the dumb that could speak,
and see the multitudes of people Jesus blessed.
I wish I could’ve seen the stoone that went a rollin’ away
when they looked isides the door to where the
grave clothes lay,
I didn’t see, but I believe that He assended inthe air,
and I really wish I could’ve been there!
2. He commanded Laz’rus to walk right out of his grave,
and in a Galilean storm He started calmin’ the waves.
I wanna feel that breeze blow’in on my face,
I wanna know the smell, I wanna taste the taste;
Just readin’ ’bout it couldn’t compare. |