Just a Touch

Cursed by God.
Broken by pain.
For twelve long years
I’ve lived with the shame,
But my heart still hopes
And somehow I believe
That if I take this risk
God’s grace I’ll receive.

I’ll slip through the crowd.
He’ll never know.
Just one simple touch
And I’ll be made whole.
But I’m frozen with fear
When He turns around.
When He calls for the truth
I fall to the ground.

Master, I trusted
In Your power to heal.
My life’s been a ruin,
Now nothing’s concealed.

Daughter you’re blessed.
What a gift you’ve been given.
Your act of faith.
Has opened heaven.

(Mark 5:24b-34)

Patricia Burlison
©2004

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