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Bethesda [Out of Print]

Composer:
Melita Krieg
Text Source:
John 5: 1-9
Adapted by:
Meredith Russell
Publisher:
Willis Music

Lyrics

Rise, said Jesus, “Rise, take up thy bed, And walk.” The sick man rose, For he alone of those Who lay within the porches of the pool Could hear the Master’s word, in pity sped. No more for him the

disappointed prayer And resignation’s pain, Who long had helpless lain, The victim of beliefs both false and cruel. Departing from the pool, he left them there. through porches of the mortal sense there steals

Into the pool of thought, In earthborn image wrought, The brood of evils that affected mankind And seek to hide the eternal Truth, the eternal Truth which heals. Not in Bethesda’s pool is healing found, But in

the precious words Still spoken by our Lord, That turns the thought from seeming laws that bind To learn that man, God’s likeness, lives unbound.

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