Many years he walked in darkness
As he groped along the streets
With his hands stretched out for pennies
Or for just a bite to eat
It′s the story of the blind man
Who met Jesus on his way
And with the Master’s touch, the man looked up
As the scoffers heard him say
Somebody touched me
Somebody touched me
I was blind, but praise His name, I now can see
I was in darkness when Jesus found me
But since He touched me I now am free
One day He touched the crippled man
And made him walk again
And the Master saw with pleasure
He had labored not in vain
Like the story of that crippled man
I once was bound by sin
But since the Master came, oh, praise His name
Thank God, I now can say
Somebody touched me
Somebody touched me
I was blind, but praise His name, I now can see
I was in darkness when Jesus found me
But since He touched me I now am free
Somebody touched me
Somebody touched me
I was blind, but praise His name, I now can see
I was in darkness when Jesus found me
But since He touched me I now am free
I was in darkness when Jesus found me
But since He touched me, thank God I′m free
I’m now am free
Thank God I’m free
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