Matt Beem: |Songs|

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I’ve been told when I was young

I had a mother and a father

But that was long ago and so

I struggle to remember

I was sickly and a burden

So they turned me to these streets

Where I cry out day and night

(If I do not, I do not eat)

 

I’ve heard the whisper of the crowd

I know how they speak of me

That I deserve all this somehow

That I’m a blight upon society

And I’m all the proof they need

Our God has turned away

And left us as a shepherd leaves

A sheep that’s gone astray

 

It’s not the pain of my deformity

That causes me to weep

But the ever-present knowledge

I will never be complete

That prayer and priest have failed

To offer any small relief

Except to sit and hope that someday soon

The earth will open up and swallow me

 

There’s a man I’ve never met

But I have heard

They say he walks upon the waves

And stops the wind with just a word

That demons weep and tremble

At the very sight of him

But that there’s healing for the humble

And forgiveness for their sin

 

Some say that he’s a prophet

Some say Beelzebub,

Some say the hope of Israel

God’s Annointed One.

Now I am not a learned man

And I know not from whence he came

But if only he would pass my way

I would call his name

 

Son of God, Jesus Christ

By your power give me sight

I believe I could see

Hear my plea; restore my life

Son of David, Son of Man

By your power make me stand

I believe in your mercy

You could make me walk again

 

Gold and silver, I have none

Nothing to repay you with

For you know I am just a beggar

Burdened by the wage of sin

But, Lord, I’m certain you can do this

If you’re willing, make me clean and

Everything that I possess is yours

If you would set me free

 

My broken spirit, my wasted life

This body ravaged by disease

Take as much as you would like

For I have no more use for these

Blood and fever; bruise and seizure

Every sore and open wound

A mind that’s filled with unbelief

Do with all these as you choose

Because if what they say of you is true

All this and more I give to you

Take it, take it all and

Show the world what a mighty God can do

 

I am not my sickness

I am not my condition

I am the rightful heir of a covenant promise

I am the seed of Abraham

That is who I am

That is who I am

That is who I am