My sick young brother has called out to me
As I entered the hospital, I was escorted by Thee
My brother was saved from his saddened past
He spoke of a church, his soul it had grasped
My brother s...view moreMy sick young brother has called out to me
As I entered the hospital, I was escorted by Thee
My brother was saved from his saddened past
He spoke of a church, his soul it had grasped
My brother spoke of the members’ open hearts
He said, “My brothers, go visit, seek a fresh start”
You could see my brother had spoken while in pain
I promised to visit as his tears brought the rain
Palm Sunday it was, I showed up with doubt
As I entered His house, people began to shout
They grabbed my hands, formed a circle in praise
A Spirit of hope sent me in a daze
I watched as they prayed for my young, sick brother
The Lord was within them as they prayed to no other
I started to sweat as they prayed for my fears
They continued to pray as my eyes filled with tears
The moment had passed; I sat down to give praise
Filled with emotion, never in my days
Another preacher came and spoke of Thee
She commanded the crowd to change I to We
All who are without a blessing of job
Raise your hand whether you are Susan or Bob
Those who are blessed to still be employed
I turned to a lady who stood in the crowd
Placed my hand on her shoulder as she cried aloud
Her body trembled while she prayed on this day
Scared by her reaction, my heart filled today
Touched by the Lord, I vowed to return
The Lord smiled at me, for I had much to learnview less