Got To Tell Somebody Don Francisco

She kept on getting weaker
As day dragged into day
The doctors gave no hope for her
She seemed to fade away
My hours were filled with constant dread
Time became a knife
That slowly and relentlessly
Cut the cord of life

There was a teacher in the region then
Some of us had heard
That He'd healed the paralytic
By the power of just His Word
So, with hope again rekindled
I went at once to see
If I could find a man named Jesus
From a town in Galilee

I began to search the city
And soon I saw the crowd
They were pressing in to touch Him
And they called His Name out loud
But with the strength of desperation
I pushed them all aside
I threw myself before Him
And from my knees I cried