Willing To Heal Don Francisco

Turned from my family, turned from my home
I lived like a beggar, I wandered and roamed
My life was just hopeless, till I heard His name
A prophet, they said, healed the sick and the lame

Well to find Him was easy, I followed the crowd
But I kept to the edges, crying out loud
"Unclean, unclean, stay out of my path
I'm an object of scorn, I'm a vessel of wrath"

There on the hillside, He taught us that day
I'd never heard anyone say what He'd say
And then He was done and His sermon complete
And I ran and threw myself down at His feet

I said, "Lord if You're willing, I know that You can
Make me as clean as a natural man
I know You can do it, deep down in my soul
Oh, Lord, if You're willing, Lord, please make me whole"

With a voice of compassion, He told me to stand
"I'm willing," He said, and He reached out His hand
"Be cleaned," were the words that He spoke with a smile
And in an instant my skin was like that of a child

Now as time passes by, there is much we forget
But I'll always remember the day that I met
Jesus the Lord and His first words to me
"I'm willing," He said, and He healed even me