Schaliach - On a Different Day

On a diffrent day I enter the road
   To the old Jerusalem
   I'm starting to walk the road as I can hear
   The sound of a joyfull noise
   
   I see a crowd of people wwho's gathered
   Around a man who looks so poor
   That I never imagined could exist
   His dirty body is only covered
   With the shreds of his clothes
   He is propably one of the homeless, a beggar
   The lowest of them all
   
   Yet he behaves like the most happy man
   I've ever heard or seen
   I can see his face, smiling and laughing
   But I don't knoww why
   The people around him is telling me
   That this man has been healed
   His whole life he has been blind
   But now he can see
   I say:
   
   
   
   His name is Jesus, they say He is the Messiah
   The Son of God, the Prince of peace
   Sent down to earth to wash us clean from sin
   So we can see the light of day
   No matter what wrong you have done
   He can forgive you from it all
   Hust call His name and you will see
   Belive in Jesus, and all your sins must flee
   
   So I asked the man:
   He sain: