Were there not ten cleansed? but where are the nine?
Luke 17:17
Words & Music: Philip P. Bliss, Gospel Hymns and Sacred Songs (New York: Biglow & Main, 1875), number 14 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Wand’ring afar from the dwellings of men,
Hear the sad cry of the lepers, the ten;
Jesus have mercy!
brings healing divine,
One came to worship, but where are the nine?
Refrain
Where are the nine?
Where are the nine?
Were there not ten cleansed?
Where are the nine?
Loudly the stranger sang praise to the Lord,
Knowing the cure had been wrought by His word,
Gratefully owning the Healer divine;
Jesus says tenderly, Where are the nine?
Refrain
Who is this Nazarene?
Pharisees say;
Is He the Christ? Tell us plainly, we pray.
Multitudes follow Him seeking a sign,
Show them His mighty works—where are the nine?
Refrain
Jesus on trial today we can see,
Thousands deridingly ask, Who is He?
How they’re rejecting Him, your Lord and mine!
Bring in the witnesses—where are the nine?
Refrain
I meant to go back, but you may guess
I was filled with amazement, I cannot express
To think that after those horrible years,
That passion of loathing and passion of fears,
Of sores unendurable—eaten, defiled—
My flesh was as smooth as the flesh of a child.
I was drunken with joy; I was crazy with glee;
I scarcely could walk and I scarcely could see,
For the dazzle of sunshine where all had been black;
But I meant to go back, Oh, I meant to go back!
I had thought to return, when people came out;
There were tears of rejoicing and laughter and shout;
My cup was so full I seemed nothing to lack!
But I meant to go back, Oh, I meant to go back!
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