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As i walk down the aisle of the

old country church on my way

down to the altar to pray.



I could hear the sound of a child

as i listened to her words i started to cry.



Lord i am blind,i cannot see but your face

i am seeking,do you have a miracle for me.

you know i love you and faith i have.



I watched as she started to cry right then

the lord spoke to me ,telling me to wipe her eyes

i will never forget the smile that night as the

lord gave back her sight...