Your Own Miracle

If every tongue were stilled the stones would turn and sing For as the Father has willed so too shall His only Son bring Curing all the desperately ill, enabling the blind to now see Eight Beatitudes from atop a hill as later He'll a calm a sea Seeking out a woman at a well or a tax collector in a tree They would then go to tell how the Lord had set them free All those demons Jesus cast out like the one's here today And yet people sink in doubt and don't even bother to pray He walked on that turbulent sea and commanded the wind Dying to set us free as it was only He who had not sinned Just the power in such a voice and such a love in His Heart Look at how His People rejoice in knowing they are a part He changed hearts, minds and ways He can change you too You owe him all your praise despite the conclusion you drew Changing water into wine such a transformation that's true Pickled by an earthly brine is not what He planned for you