She Only Touched the Hem of His Garment

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 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.

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.