Outstretched Hands
Now John and Peter went, for it was time to pray,
A beggar lame from birth encountered on the way.
They found him at the gate, called ‘Beautiful’, this one,
So named because, at day, it glistened in the sun.
And so he met them there, in need, with outstretched palms,
And as they passed him by, he asked to receive alms.
So Peter caught his eye; he said, “Now look at us.”
For they had things to say, had something to discuss.
“I have no gold to give, but what I have I’ll share,”
And in the name of Christ, he healed his lameness there.
He lept up from the ground and danced with joy; he walked!
The people ‘round him stared; they could not stop their talk.
Then all were praising God; they recognized this man.
A beggar man was healed, the one with outstretched hands.
(From Acts 3)
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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