IF YOU WANT TO SEE A MIRACLE,   HERE I AM!

 

Some people when I tell them of the Christ who died on Calvary

That from sin and sorrow He might set them free

They shrug their shoulders, grin a bit, and say ‘I don’t believe in it

You’ll have to show a miracle to me!’

 

Well, if you want to see a miracle,  here I am

If you want to see a miracle, here I am, here I am

He took my feet from the miry clay, set them on a rock to stay If you want to see a miracle, here I am.

 

Now Bartimaeus had been blind for many years and never seen

The beauty of the land for which he wished

Then Jesus came along one day, the clouds began to roll away And then he saw the things that he had missed.

 

Well, if you want to see a miracle,  here I am

If you want to see a miracle, here I am, here I am       When I was blind and couldn’t see, Jesus gave new eyes to me If you want to see a miracle, here I am.

 

When Paul and Silas were in jail, they found the Lord would never fail

To deliver those who, in faith, on Him call

They sang and prayed till 12 o’clock, the earthquake came, ‘twas an awful shock For God broke in by breaking down the wall.

 

Well, if you want to see a miracle,  here I am

If you want to see a miracle, here I am, here I am

By sins shackles I was bound, but now in Christ new life I’ve found If you want to see a miracle, here I am.

 

 

 

Gareth Evans

Bridgend 1974