They came to Jericho. As he and his disciples and a large crowd were leaving Jericho, Bartimaeus son of Timaeus, a blind beggar, was sitting by the roadside. When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout out and say, "Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!" Many sternly ordered him to be quiet, but he cried out even more loudly, "Son of David, have mercy on me!" Jesus stood still and said, "Call him here." And they called the blind man, saying to him, "Take heart; get up, he is calling you."
Jesus,
you hear my cries.
At the sound of my voice,
you stand still,
you pause,
in compassion you stop.
And you call me to your side.
"Take heart!
Take heart!
The master is calling!
Get up...
he's waiting for you."
And so you are, Lord.
Waiting,
loving,
listening to my voice,
my cry.
Hear me
as I pour out
my heart's longing...
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