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The Healer

Naaman was a brave and courageous soldier No man could beat him but leprosy was no man He could not defeat this invisible enemy with his sword or spear or self-pity Naaman packed his bags And went looking for a miracle With some hesitation He waded into the Jordon dipped 7 times and what the sword and spear could not do God did “… for I am the LORD, who heals you.” On his knees trembling an outcast and despised No better than a dead man cursed In despair and deserted On his knees begging Jesus if he was willing To heal him of his leprosy and with a touch of mercy what no man could do Jesus did “… for I am the LORD, who heals you.” Frank Black Blacharczyk

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