by Dennis Williams

Just say the word, Lord, 
and it shall be done, I’m not worthy for you to come to my abode.

Just say the word, Lord,
command your words to heal the sick,
and it shall be done.

Just say the word, Lord,
you have complete command,
 your words can heal my sick servant that is in torment.

Just say the word, Lord,
neither palsy nor torment can resist your servant, Lord, 
your words will obey,
just give the command.

Just say the word, Lord,
A lowly human like me,
my servant must obey, 
you are God, Lord,
your words are life,
 let them go forth at your command.
Just say the word, Lord.

Jesus heard and marveled,
and proclaim,
“I’ve not found so great a faith, no, not in Israel.”
Your servant is healed as we speak,
the word has been spoken, and 
the command has been given.

Joy shall return to where grief once lived, 
happiness has returned to a tormented soul,
sickness vanquished at my command.

Dennis Williams is an emerging poet-writer from Sandy Hill, St. Catherine, Jamaica. His writings have been published in Agape Review and the American Diversity Report.