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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Blind Man Of Jericho</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sat by the dusty way-side,<br>With weary, hopeless mien,<br>On his furrowed brow the traces<br>Of care and want were seen;<br>With outstretched hand and with bowed-down head<br>He asked the passers-by for bread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The palm-tree’s feathery foliage<br>Around him thickly grew,<br>And the smiling sky above him<br>Wore Syria’s sun-bright hue;<br>But dark alike to that helpless one<br>Was murky midnight or noon-tide sun. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But voices breaking the silence<br>Are heard, fast drawing nigh,<br>And falls on his ear the clamor<br>Of vast crowds moving by:<br>“What is it?” he asks, with panting breath;<br>They answer: “Jesus of Nazareth.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What a spell lay in that title,<br>Linked with such mem’ries high<br>Of miracles of mercy,<br>Wrought ’neath Judaea’s sky!<br>Loud calls he, with pleading voice and brow,<br>“Oh! Jesus, on me have mercy now!” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How often had he listened<br>To wond’rous tales of love—<br>Of the Galilean’s mercy,<br>Of power from above,<br>To none other given of mortal birth<br>To heal the afflicted sons of earth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With faith that never wavered<br>Still louder rose his cry,<br>Despite the stern rebuking<br>Of many standing nigh,<br>Who bade him stifle his grief or joy,<br>Nor “the Master rudely thus annoy.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, soon that voice imploring<br>Struck on the Saviour’s ear,<br>He stopped, and to His followers<br>He said “Go bring him here!”<br>And, turning towards him that God like brow,<br>He asked the suppliant, “What wouldest thou?” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though with awe and hope all trembling,<br>Yet courage gaineth he,<br>And imploringly he murmurs:<br>“Oh Lord! I fain would see!”<br>The Saviour says in accents low:<br>“Thy faith hath saved thee—be it so!” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then on those darkened eye-balls<br>A wondrous radiance beamed,<br>And they drank in the glorious beauty<br>That through all nature gleamed;<br>But the fairest sight they rested on<br>Was the Saviour, David’s royal Son. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O rapture past all telling!<br>The bliss that vision brought!<br>Could a whole life’s praises thank Him<br>For the wonder He had wrought?<br>Yet is Jesus the same to-day as then,<br>Bringing light and joy to the souls of men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rosanna+Eleanor+Leprohon">Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon</a><div class=q>
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With weary, hopeless mien,
On his furrowed brow the traces
Of care and want were seen;
With outstretched hand and with bowed-down head
He asked the passers-by for bread. 

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