O Diário de Um Leproso

No one touched me, no one hugged me
The wounds formed on my body
And little by little they began to avoid me
No one touched me, not even a handshake
When I passed through the streets, my presence bothered
And someone shouted, saying, 'Filthy Leper'
They hid their children so they wouldn't see me
They moved away from me just to avoid the risk
Of being careless and bumping into me
No one touched me until today

Because today something very different happened
I found on the road a man surrounded
By many people, amidst the wounds, faith was born
And then I shouted
Master, if you will, make me clean

And when they saw me, everyone took a step back
He was different, he began to walk towards me
They hid their faces, but he looked inside
Inside my eyes
I felt his love like a river flooding me

And he touched me, and said: I want to. Be clean

And now I can testify
I am healed, I am healed
I can still remember the love and his gaze
When he approached me
Just one touch, a simple touch
The hand that created the stars
Didn't care about my wounds
And touched me, Jesus touched me

And when I looked, I no longer found wounds
In me
Those who moved away, now come smiling to hug me
I walk on the street and my neighbors shake my hand
My children kiss me and I sit
At the table to break bread
And as I walk, I step and feel the ground
Beneath my feet
I enter the temple and joyfully praise
The Lord
Greater than the healing was the love that for me
He showed
He could have healed me with a word
But he touched me
Jesus touched me, he touched me

I am healed