Long long ago…
a weary woman went to the well
vexed with her worthless life to quench her thirst
what a surprise she had when the Messiah she met
who gave her Living water
turning her into an evangelist.
one bleary bleeding woman
desperate for a cure
jostled through thick throng to touch
his tunic just the hem
behold her joy when he turns around to say:
“Daughter, your faith has healed you.”
one woman bent like a bow
whose eyes could only see things below
dreamed of the day a person face to face to see when
someone touches her shoulder
the crooked body straightens out
ecstatic she stands tall to gaze into
the Saviour’s face!
one woman delivered from certain captivity
loved him much
faithfully followed believed every word
broken-hearted wept inconsolably at his grave
breathtaking joy she experiences when
the risen Lord himself appeared to her first!
of all tongues nations tribes are
waiting waiting waiting
to break free from the shackles of
to empower the church;
remember we are set free from
every bondage like these ancient sisters.