Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Sickly does he lay today;
Yesterday was much the same.
His eyes roll back. His complexion pale.
His body weak and lame.
We've heard of a miracle man--
who heals the blind and sick.
He's in a house in town today;
but, the crowds around him are thick.
Yet, there are four of us who call him friend.
Four of us can share the load.
"A shoulder from each," said one of the four,
"All the way down the road."
Up the house onto the roof--
his life is now at stake.
This roof cannot detour us now.
This roof we must now break.
Down to Jesus we send our friend,
believing in our hearts.
For this is where the sickness ends
and where the healing starts!