1. Blind Bar- ti- mae- us at the gates Of Jer- i- cho in dark- ness waits: He hears the crowd; he hears a breath say "It is Christ of Naz- a- reth!" And calls in tones of a- go- ny, "O Je- sus, Je- sus pi- ty me!"

2. The throng- ing mul- ti- tudes in-crease "Blind Bar- ti- mae- us, hold thy peace!" But still, a- bove the nois- y crowd, The blind man's cry is shrill and loud: Un- til they say, "He call- eth thee; Cour- age! a- rise! He call- eth thee!"

3. Then saith the Christ, as si- lent stands The crowd, "What wilt thou at My hands?" And he re- plies, "O give me light! Ra- bbi, re- store the blind man's sight." And Je- sus an- swers, "Go thy way, Thy faith, thy faith hath sa- v�d thee."

4. Ye that hath eyes and can- not see, In dark- ness and in mis- er- y, Re- call those migh- ty voi- ces three\- "O Je- sus, Je- sus pi- ty me!" "Cou- rage! a- rise! He call- eth thee!" "Thy faith, thy faith hath sa- v�d thee."