Unb(l)ind him! John 9

The many people Jesus healed
His glory and his pow’r revealed.
The blind, the deaf, the mute, the lame
Now saw and heard and spoke his name.
'Who sinned to close this blind man’s eyes?'
Jesus replied to their surprise
That no-one sinned, but when he sees
God’s glory shall in him increase.


Then Jesus spat upon the earth
And just as at creation’s birth
'Let there be light!' was his command
Fresh eyes he fashioned from the sand.
And sent him off to wash his face
He then returned brimful of praise.
The Pharisees rose and detained
The man born blind and Jesus blamed.


This healer cannot come from God,
He breaks the Sabbath which is odd.
We don’t believe this man was blind.
They called his parents who declined
To answer on this hot subject.
The diagnosis was correct.
We know not how he came to health,
But he can answer for himself.


The feisty man was in no mood
To tug his forelock, so he stood
And listed off a catalogue
Of follies of the synagogue.
They drove him out, for he could see
Right through their vain hypocrisy.
And Jesus went and found the man
Who worshipped him, the Great I AM.


Then Jesus’ friend at Bethany
Fell sick and died. Catastrophe!
The Lord came late and all seemed lost.
Did he not care about the cost?
The sisters ran and wailed and cried
'Where were you? He need not have died!'
Then Jesus wept before the tomb,
The stench of death before him loomed.


Then heavenward he raised his voice,
His tone now changed as he rejoiced.
'I thank you, Father, that you hear,
You conquer death and vanquish fear.
Come out, my friend, vacate the room!
Your time will come, but now the tomb
Is warned, the Prince of Life has come,
The grave must crack and death succumb.'

Then Lazarus came out the tomb.
'Unbind him from his death cocoon,
Release him from the grip of death.
Like Adam let him draw fresh breath.'
The wailing stopped and joy outpoured
And fellowship was now restored.
Then friend and Saviour sat to eat
And Mary sat at Jesus’ feet.

(c) Neil Rogers 2022
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