Into our sickness the Child comes
The lame will walk
The blind will see
The deaf shall hear
The depressed rejoice
The enslaved set free
The lonely find love
The lost found
Some physically some spiritually
The Child was born to heal YOU
Into our sickness the Child comes
The lame will walk
The blind will see
The deaf shall hear
The depressed rejoice
The enslaved set free
The lonely find love
The lost found
Some physically some spiritually
The Child was born to heal YOU
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