Somebody Touched Me Bb
Many years he walked in darkness
as he groped along the streets.
His hands stretched out for pennies
or for just a bite to eat.
It's the story of the blind man
who met Jesus on His way
And with the Master's touch, the man looked up
as the scoffers heard his say:
Somebody touched me, somebody touched me.
I was blind, but, praise His name, I now can see.
I was in darkness when Jesus found me
But since He touched me, I now am free.
One day He touched that crippled man
and today He walks again.
And now the Master saw with pleasure
He had labored not in vain.
Like the story of that crippled man,
I once was bound by sin,
But since my Master came, oh, praise His name,
today I now can say: