A fearful, desperate father
Pleads for his dying daughter
Comes, exhausted from sorrow
And falls at His feet
Pale, bleeding, her intent
To touch the fringe of His garment
But, found out, fearfully now, she falls at His feet
Life and healing in Him meet
The dark demonic must retreat
All they'd hoped for and more
They found at His feet
Bruised, bleeding and unclean
He'd lived the life of a bad dream
From the tombs he came trembling
And fell at His feet
With his own voice he was pleading
A darker voice, threatened, deceiving
He sought impossible freedom, there at His feet
Life and healing in Him meet
The dark demonic must retreat
All they'd hoped for and more
They found at His feet
One rose, one healed of her bleeding
One delivered of thousands of demons
Everyone of them found freedom,
There at His feet
Life and healing in Him meet
The dark demonic must retreat
All they'd hoped for and more
They found at His feet
They found at His feet