A woman, who was diseased with an issue of blood twelve years, came behind Him, and touched the hem of His garment: For she said within herself, If I may but touch His garment, I shall be whole.@Matthew 9:20–21

Mar­tha White, 1899. Ap­peared in The Voice of Me­lo­dy, ed­it­ed by Ed­mund S. Lo­renz (Day­ton, Ohio: Lo­renz, 1900), num­ber 57.

James M. Dun­gan (🔊 pdf nwc).

Let me touch the hem of His garment,
And the touch will make me whole;
Let me reach the blessèd Savior,
The Redeemer of my soul.

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You can now touch the hem of His garment,
If by faith you enter in,
He will cleanse you from your sin;
You can now touch the hem of His garment,
He will cleanse and make you clean.

Tho’ the throng is dense and threat’ning,
Still my Savior’s form I see;
Could I only touch His garment,
That alone would pardon me.

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Tho’ my sins be great and many,
Yet His voice I seem to hear;
Stand aside, O careless list’ner,
Let the weary ones draw near.

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Let me touch the hem of His garment,
While the Blessèd One is nigh;
For the throng grows dense and denser,
And they soon will pass me by.

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