Bethesda, healing water
Where the angel troubled the calm
With power and with mercy
Brought the gift of God's healing balm.
The lame man, the blind man,
The man who could neither hear or speak
Came watching and waiting
As all the while, they came to see
The troubling of the water
Which brought peace and joy to their soul
And always, one who enter
Was then made perfectly whole.
Near the steps of the pool called Bethesda
A lame man in misery lay
Though he cried, someone rushed in before him
And the touch of God's healing he felt
Then came Jesus,
Lord and Master
Who took all the man's sorrow away
And left him there rejoicing
As He healed him completely that day.
As He healed him completely that day.