Verse 1:
Outside the temple, by the gate,
A man lay there beneath the weight
Of years gone by with no relief,
His eyes still searching, full of grief.
He lifted hands in a quiet plea,
For coins to calm his poverty—
But God prepared a gift unseen,
A miracle beyond his dream.
Chorus
In the name of Jesus, rise and stand,
No more begging from man to man.
“What I have, I freely share—
Rise with strength beyond compare.”
He sprang to his feet, no longer bound,
With songs of praise, he danced around.
At the gate called Beautiful, heaven drew near,
And joy replaced each falling tear.
Verse 2:
He’d never walked a single day,
But now he danced along the way.
No crutch, no cane, no dragging feet—
He ran through the temple street.
The crowd stood still in great surprise,
They knew the man with those begging eyes.
But now he laughed, and now he praised,
And hearts were stirred, and voices raised.
Chorus:
In the name of Jesus, rise and stand,
No more begging from man to man.
“What I have, I freely share—
Rise with strength beyond compare.”
He sprang to his feet, no longer bound,
With songs of praise, he danced around.
At the gate called Beautiful, heaven drew near,
And joy replaced each falling tear.
Crowds were stunned, their eyes grew wide,
At the man who once just sat outside.
Chorus:
In the name of Jesus, rise and stand,
No more begging from man to man.
“What He has He'll freely share—
So rise with strength beyond compare.”
Spring to your feet, no longer bound,
Singing songs of praise, new life you've found.
At the gate called Jesus, new life is near,
And He'll replace each falling tear.
JMichaelCurry
