This Jesus

This Jesus you talk about the one I read about in that story The One who can end all doubt and will come again in Glory The One who cured all the ailing and gave sight to the blind That even in all of my own failing it is Him I can still easily find This Jesus that you so often mention in all of the words you write That He is the Fathers only Son and that He came to reveal the Light This Man so pure of heart whose own Words would befuddle the wise The new religion He would start in walking amongst those who despise This Man who on water could walk or instantly calm the roughest sea Where thousands listened to Him talk in realizing that He set them free The One who would feed them all just from what a boy had in his basket This Man who took the fall and yet so many sinners still won't admit Well I am no longer one of those as His Joy has taken hold of my heart In my whole being now knows as He has taken hold of every single part Oh I still stumble and fall but now I have a reason to get right back up For I too have heard His Call, myself so blessed to drink from His Cup