Been ostracized for twelve years.
I'm used to being alone.
Spent everything I had
And now it's gone.
I'm used to being put down.
My issues tell it all.
My only hope is anchored
In this fall.
Chorus
If I could just touch
The hem of his garment,
I know I'd be made whole.
If I could just press my way through this madness
His love would my soul.
If only one touch.
So many people calling.
How could he ever know
That just a brush of him
Would stop the flow?
If he knew would he rebuke me
Or shame to the crowd?
Well I'm desperate cause it's never or it's now.
Chorus
And then suddenly he turned around.
He said somebody has unleashed my power.
Well frightened and embarrassed I bowed.
You see I told him of my troubles and how.
Chorus
That with one word he touched the hem of my garment
And you know I'd been made whole.
And somehow he pressed his way through my madness
And his love has healed my soul.
I tell you he touched me.
He reached way down and touched me.
When no one else would touch me
My Jesus, yes he touched me.
And I know I've been made whole.
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