I Wish I Could’ve Been There

to see You make the dumb man talk

and hear You command the cripple

to get up from his bed and walk.

I wish I could’ve been there

when You made the blind man see

and made the dead man rise again~

oh, what a sight that would be!

I wish I could’ve been there

when they nailed You to that tree,

to try to ease Your suffering

as You gave Your life for me.

I wish I could’ve been there

on the day of that terrible loss

and help bring Your precious body

down from that blood~stained cross.

I wish I could’ve been there

to see the stone was rolled away

and gaze into the empty tomb

to see Your grave clothes where they lay.

But I know that I’ll be there

to hear the Angels’ trumpets blow

as I rise up into Heaven and walk

with You down those streets of gold.

Tanya Staggs