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.

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Oh, touch the hem of His gar­ment!
And thou, too, shalt be free!
His sav­ing power this ve­ry hour
Shall give new life to thee!

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.

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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.

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