A woman’s touch

Filling My Dance CardA woman was there who had been suffering from chronic bleeding for twelve years. Although she had spent all she had on doctors, no one could heal her. She came up behind Jesus and touched the tassel of his garment, and her bleeding stopped at once. Jesus asked, “Who touched me?”While everyone was denying it, Peter and those who were with him said, “Master, the crowds are surrounding you and pressing in on you.” Still Jesus said, “Somebody touched me, because I know that power has gone out of me.” When the woman saw that she couldn’t hide, she came forward trembling. Bowing down in front of him, she explained in the presence of all the people why she had touched Jesus and how she had been instantly healed. Then he told her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace.”
[Luke 8:43-48]

Oh, dost Thou ask who touched Thy garment? Oh,
Sweet Master, hast Thou not turned back and viewed
How round Thee throng and press the multitude?
“Not all who throng and press for Mine I know;
But trembling, falling, one now Mine draws near,?
To tell of garment touched and ended woe,
The things she sought not, nor has heard, to hear;
Things present, things to come, her deeds revealing,
The fount of sin whose flowing none may stay,
Till breaks on Calvary the Fount of Healing,
All wounds to staunch, all tears to wipe away.
This Flesh, My garment, feels but faith’s right hand;
All: many near Its hem, unhealed will stand!”
(A. M. Morgan.)



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