There
was once a man in Jericho
Who could not see where to go
For he was blind
Bartimeus was his
name
Every day begging for
food
Getting nothing
Getting nothing
Always waiting
Ready for Jesus
Then one day Jesus came
Everyone was the same
Wanted to see Jesus
“Jesus, Jesus, take pity on me
Jesus, Jesus take pity on me!”
“Go in peace
Because your
F
A
I
T
H has healed you.”
Louisa aged 8
