We went to Mary that day
we had heard about Lazarus.
I didn't know what to say
when a man came called Jesus.
Many people recognized his face.
We wondered why he had come the this place.
We thought maybe he knew Lazarus.
Who was this man called Jesus?
He asked to see where Lazarus had been laid;
Someone said, "Lord, come and see!"
I wondered why they called him Lord, why?
Then I saw this man Jesus cry.
People around began to talk
about this man who had made the lame walk.
They talked again about this power he possessed;
They said it was special, a certain kind.
They said this man called Jesus had healed the blind.
Some people asked, "Why then did Lazarus die?"
We all turned and watched Jesus cry.
He spoke, "Take ye away the stone."
What kind of power did he own?
I wondered what he planned to do.
Surely, he couldn't raise Lazarus from the dead.
Then the man called Jesus raised his head
It sounded like he started to pray.
I'll never forget what happened that day.
Suddenly, he brought his face back down.
Then he shouted, "Lazarus, come forth!"
I could see movement in the grave.
Then a bound man came out of the cave.
I couldn't believe what I just saw.
Then Jesus turned to me and said my name.
I stood in disbelief, how could this man know me?
Suddenly, it all became clear
I turned to him and said "Lord!"
And He said, "Come forth."