The blind men to Je­sus cried out by the way,
Beseeching in dark­ness for light;
Oh help, Son of Da­vid, have mer­cy, we pray,
And grant us the bless­ing of sight.

Refrain

Believe ye that I am able, able to do this?
According un­to your faith be it un­to you.

O Chris­tian, so wea­ry of sor­row and sin,
Your dark­ness will van­ish away;
His light like the glo­ry of noon­tide, shine in—
To you He is say­ing to­day,

Refrain

Oh wan­d’rer, if you would a bless­ing re­ceive,
He’s pass­ing, oh do not de­lay;
But an­swer Him quick­ly,
Yea, Lord, I be­lieve,
To you He is say­ing to­day,

Refrain

The same Son of Da­vid is heal­ing to­day,
All those who up­on Him call;
Yes, Je­sus of Na­za­reth is pass­ing this way,
He’s say­ing to us, one and all,

Refrain