Hero

One day four men brought a crippled man to Jesus

Still and lifeless he lay upon his bed

He had not moved since he was just a baby

Still he longed to become a normal man

Now we don't know much about the men that carried

The corners of his tattered bed that day

But if we may create an illustration

We'll see what these men might have had to say

Suppose that first man said I hate to doubt it

For Jesus touched my eyes when I was blind

He made me see and there's no doubt about it

But this man's needs are more serious than mine

Suppose that second man said No need to bother

This man's condition will remain the same

Though Jesus touched my hand when it was withered

I don't believe He can heal a man so lame

Suppose that third man said I hate to question

But no one here is more skeptical than me

Though Jesus cleansed me when I was a leper

This helpless man will never walk you see

Then every eye was turned to the fourth man

To see how he might criticize and doubt

But all three men were startled with amazement

When that fourth man stopped and said his name out loud

He said My name is Lazarus could I testify

My name is Lazarus it feels good to be alive

When I in chains of death was bound

This man named Jesus called me out

If you think your little problem is too big for Him to solve

Take it from the one who's heard the mighty voice of God

A living testimony of His death defying touch my name is Lazarus