Crypt Sermon Temple Doors
I hear the voices, excited and free
As he leaves Jericho and passes me
I can smell the incense, as the temples close their doors
Is this the moment I've waited for?
But what do my eyes see?
Nothing but darkness
Is it true, is it you that I have searched so long for?
The Son of David, is who you are
And so I'm told, to trust this man
I touch his hand, it's rough like sand
I touch His face, I smell his hair
I hear his voice, I say "Beware!"
"I must have faith, in a man I've never seen"
Man from Nazareth, have mercy on me!
He puts his hands across my eyes
Told I can see, no longer blind
But what do my eyes see?
Nothing but darkness
Is it true, is it you that I have searched so long for?
The Son of David, is who you are
