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Poem by George MacDonald


Blind Bartimeus


As Jesus went into Jericho town,
Twas darkness all, from toe to crown,
About blind Bartimeus.
He said, 'My eyes are more than dim,
They are no use for seeing him:
No matter-he can see us!'

'Cry out, cry out, blind brother-cry;
Let not salvation dear go by.-
Have mercy, Son of David.'
Though they were blind, they both could hear-
They heard, and cried, and he drew near;
And so the blind were saved.

O Jesus Christ, I am very blind;
Nothing comes through into my mind;
'Tis well I am not dumb:
Although I see thee not, nor hear,
I cry because thou may'st be near:
O son of Mary, come!

I hear it through the all things blind:
Is it thy voice, so gentle and kind-
'Poor eyes, no more be dim'?
A hand is laid upon mine eyes;
I hear, and hearken, see, and rise;-
'Tis He! I follow him! 



George MacDonald


George MacDonald's other poems:
  1. On the Source of the Arve
  2. Mary Magdalene
  3. The Auld Fisher
  4. Going to Sleep
  5. The Women who Ministered unto Him


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