She kept on getting weaker
As day dragged into day
The doctors gave no hope for her
She seemed to fade away
My hours were filled with constant dread
Time became a knife
That slowly and relentlessly
Cut the cord of life

There was a teacher in the region then
Some of us had heard
That He'd healed the paralytic
By the power of just His Word
So, with hope again rekindled
I went at once to see
If I could find a man named Jesus
From a town in Galilee

I began to search the city
And soon I saw the crowd
They were pressing in to touch Him
And they called His Name out loud
But with the strength of desperation
I pushed them all aside
I threw myself before Him
And from my knees I cried
"Lord, come and heal my daughter
Even now she's close to death
Her fever's uncontrollable
She fights for every breath
But God's given You the power
Life is Yours to give
If you'll just lay Your hands on her
I know that she will live
She will live, she will live"

Well, He'd just begun to go with me
When a face I saw with fear
Came towards me with the news
I knew I didn't want to hear
And although I tried to steal myself
I trembled when he said
"Why bother the Teacher anymore
Your little girl is dead."

Then Jesus touched my shoulder
And He told me not to grieve
The trembling stopped when He looked at me
And said, "Only believe"
Then He sent the crowds away
Except His closest men
And they followed right behind us
As we started off again
But we were still a long ways down the road
When I heard the sounds and cries
Of the mourners and musicians
As they strove to dramatize
My grief they had no business with
Beneath their loud disguise
My wife just sat there silently
And stared through empty eyes

Then Jesus asked the mourners
"Why is it that you weep?
She isn't dead as you suppose
The child is just asleep."
It only took a moment
For their wails to turn to jeers
"Who does this man think he is?
Get him out of here!"

With authority I've never heard
In the lips of any man
He spoke and every sound rolled out
With the thunder of command
And in the sudden silence
They all hurried for the door
Wondering what the reasons were
They'd ever come there for
Then He called his three disciples
That were with Him on the way
He led them and my wife and me
To where our daughter lay
He took her by the hand
He told her, "Child, arise"
And the words were barely spoken
When she opened up her eyes

She rose and walked across the room
And stood there at our sides
My wife knelt down and held her close
And at last, she really cried
And then Jesus told us both to see
Our daughter had some food
But as to how her life was saved
Not to speak a word
Not to speak a word

I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody

I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody
Got to tell somebody
What Jesus did for me
I got to tell somebody
Got to tell somebody
What Jesus did for me
I got to tell somebody
Got to tell somebody
What Jesus did for me
I got to tell somebody
Got to tell somebody
What Jesus did for me

I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody what Jesus did
What Jesus did for me

I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody what Jesus did
What Jesus did for me

You know, He gave me life
When all hope was dead
When there was grief
He bought joy instead
Got to tell somebody
What Jesus did for me

I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody
I got to tell somebody
What Jesus did for me

I got to tell somebody what Jesus did
I got to tell somebody what Jesus did
I got to tell somebody what Jesus did for me

I got to tell somebody what Jesus did
I got to tell somebody what Jesus did
I got to tell somebody what Jesus did for me...