I met Jesus by the roadside
As I was begging with no sight
Jesus came and called me up
Touched my eyes and showed me light.
I met Jesus when about to be stoned
Hiding my face from the revealing sun
Jesus came and pleaded my case
And then, my accusers there were none.
I met Jesus when I was dead
With relatives crying and no sup’
Jesus came and calmed them down
Held my hand and woke me up.
I met Jesus from the tree top
Straining to look who is He
Jesus came and called my name
Came into my house and dined with me.
Days have passed and so have years
Yet I still meet Jesus everywhere
By the roadside, from the tree
Always eager to set me free.
He’s the same as He was
Full of compassion, glory and power
Touches and heals every heart
Sends His blessings in Heavenly showers.
