Letras
Years of living in the desert crying out
Make way for One who's greater than me
Now I'm here in prison, death is in my vision
Is it true that You're really He?
And You say
Blind men see and cripples stand to their feet
Deaf men hear
The dead are raised, the poor receive good news
And blessed are those who are not offended at Me
Many years of leading people to repentance
Soon the Kingdom really will come
Now my time is ending
Should I be expecting someone else?
Or are You the One?
You say
Blind men see and cripples stand to their feet
Deaf men hear
The dead are raised, the poor receive good news
And blessed are those who are not offended at Me
Blind men see and cripples stand to their feet
Deaf men hear
The dead are raised, the poor receive good news
And blessed are those who are not offended at Me
Blessed are those who are not offended at Me
Blessed are those who are not offended at Me
Blessed are those who are not offended at Me