She was desperate Down to her last hope Now she crawls on her hands And her knees through a crowd On a dusty road If she could touch Him She knew He could make her well Reaching and straining She touched His garment Healing fell
And this is the Jesus I want Friend of the broken and weak What He did for her (him) (them) I know he'll do for me This is the Jesus I want Giver of life and peace And still today He's reaching out To you and me This is the Jesus I need
Tormented He had lost his mind There was nothing but evil And anguish there in those Cold dark eyes But the day would come Everyone would know That the words of this Jesus Could set free the captive And make them whole
More than a story book fable He is alive and He's able To rescue anyone who believes
