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,
Matthew 9:20–21If I may but touch His garment, I shall be whole.
Words: Martha White, 1899. Appeared in The Voice of Melody, edited by Edmund S. Lorenz (Dayton, Ohio: Lorenz, 1900), number 57.
Music: James M. Dungan (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of White or Dungan (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
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.
Refrain
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 listener,
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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