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She only touched the hem of His garment As to His side she stole, Amid the crowd that gathered around Him; And straightway she was whole. |
Oh, touch the hem of His garment, And thou, too, shalt be free! His healing pow'r this very hour Shall give new life to thee! |
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She came in fear and trembling before Him, She knew her Lord had come, She felt that from Him virtue had healed her, The mighty deed was done. |
Oh, touch the hem of His garment, And thou, too, shalt be free! His healing pow'r this very hour Shall give new life to thee! |
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He turned with "Daughter, be of good comfort, Thy faith hath made thee whole"; And peace that passeth all understanding With gladness filled her soul. |
Oh, touch the hem of His garment, And thou, too, shalt be free! His healing pow'r this very hour Shall give new life to thee! |