Healing at Bethzatha

John 5:1-3. 5-16


Our sorrows can become our friends

Our familiar mournful face

The hurts our hearts have suffered

Now centre stage their place


No suffering like mine

The mournful song we sing

There is no rescue coming

There is no anything


Others must take care of me

They see how hard it is

Others must beware of me

Easily hurt my case


The man beside the healing pool

Never took his chance

Always an excuse he had

Not to join the dance


And so the question rises

Will you hear today?

I can make you well you know

Unless you wish to stay


Brian Fahy

29 March 2022

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