John 9
As Jesus passed along the way
They saw a man — blind from birth that day
The question came from those nearby
“Who sinned — this man or family line?”
Jesus said, “This is not blame
But God’s own works will be displayed plain
While it is day, the work must start
The Light is here — before the dark”
As long as I am in this place
I am the Light — God’s revealed grace
Where darkness ruled and sight was gone
The Light will shine — the work goes on
He spat on dust, made clay by hand
Put it on the blind man’s eyes
He said, “Go wash in Siloam”
The man obeyed — and walked alone
He washed — he blinked — the world stood clear
The dark was gone — the light was here
Neighbors asked, “Can this be he?”
Some said, “Yes,” some, “It can’t be”
He said, “I am — I was the one
Blind before — but now it’s done”
They asked him how his sight was gained
He spoke the truth — simple, plain
I was blind — but now I see
That’s all I know — that’s truth to me
How He did it — I can’t say
But darkness left — light made its way
They brought him to the ruling men
It was the Sabbath — trouble then
They asked again — they split in thought
Some said, “From God,” some said, “He’s not”
They asked the man, “What do you say?”
“He’s a prophet,” he replied that day
They called his parents — asked the same
“Is this your son? Explain the change”
They said, “He’s ours — that much is true
Blind from birth — now he sees too
Ask him how — he’s old enough”
They feared the cost — the leaders’ bluff
They questioned him with hardened pride
“Give God glory — this Man lied”
He said, “I know what I have seen
I was blind — now sight is clean
If this Man were not from God
No power like this could be drawn”
They drove him out — would hear no more
The healed man stood outside the door
I won’t deny what God has done
Though cast aside — the truth still runs
I see more now than those who claim
Their eyes are open — yet stay the same
Jesus found him — gently said
“Do you believe in the Son of Man?”
He asked, “Who is He, Lord, that I may?”
Jesus said, “You’ve seen Him — here I stay”
He said, “I believe,” and bowed his face
Sight met faith — a deeper grace
Once I was blind — now I see
Once I was lost — now truth found me
Those who see not will come to light
Those who claim sight may lose their sight
The Light still shines — the choice stands clear
To see with truth — or close the ear
