For many years I have sought to be healed.
Paid doctors' fees and to the priests appealed
But alas all my efforts were in vain
And I did not think I'd get well again.
I'd love to touch the hem of His garment
It will only take the briefest moment.
With this crowd of people no-one would see
Just one touch would be enough to heal me.
The people were jostling around so much
so there, unnoticed I reached out to touch.
Then it happened. I felt the healing stream
enter me, fulfilling my wildest dream.
I had reached out in faith and touched the Lord
There was no need to speak or say a word
For even in the crowded street that day
Jesus had healed me when He passed my way
I praise My God and of His Glory sing
He's my Saviour and my Lord and King
True healing of body happened to me.
When I came to Jesus He set me free.
Matthew 9:20-22 - a woman who had a flow of blood for twelve years came from behind and touched the hem of His garment. For she said to herself, “If only I may touch His garment, I shall be made well.”