Standing There

Written by: Michael Rice

Standing there, on the plain
gathered with the crowd
for they came to see him
today they were not proud

Vexation of the spirit 
the order of the day
casting unclean spirits
in hell where they would stay

All seeking to touch him
knowing he could save
virtue flowing out from him
wave after wave

His eyes uplifted 
his disciples to see
speaking these words 
that would set them free

Blessed be the poor
those without power
blessed are you that hunger
for you shall be fed this hour.