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the cripple.
Think you if Christ were here,
That He would pass him by?
Nay! the poor blighted form
Would ne'er escape His eye.
That He would pass him by?
Nay! the poor blighted form
Would ne'er escape His eye.
We ask you then for aid,
Not in the cripple's name,
But in the name of Him
Who healed the sick and lame.
Not in the cripple's name,
But in the name of Him
Who healed the sick and lame.
The pence you will not miss
We ask for, not your gold;
Give! and He will return
To you a hundred fold.
We ask for, not your gold;
Give! and He will return
To you a hundred fold.
