Great was the press of crowd,
following Jesus that day!
Many sought His healing touch,
some, searched for their way!
They parted as a man approached,
Jairus, was his name.
He was a ruler of the synagogue,
everyone knew his fame!
Falling down, at Jesus' feet,
Jairus begged Him, come.
His little girl, lay dying,
and she was his only one!
Jesus, touched by this man's faith,
chose to go with him.
As He went, someone reached forth,
to touch His garment's hem!
WHO TOUCHED ME? Jesus asked,
and turned quickly to see.
"Oh dear, "she thought,"I've had it
for, HERE, I shouldn't be! "
She knew, if she told the truth,
her condition would be known.
The man, who walked with Jesus,
COULD EASILY HAVE HER STONED!
An issue of blood she had,
in that day it was sin,
for her to even be around,
this crowd she was in!
For twelve long years, being outcast,
shouting out "UNCLEAN! "
Spending all her money,
her health and life were lean!
She thought, in the crowd,
"if I could touch His hem,
I know I would be healed,
not outcast in sin! "
She knew, well, the danger,
that death could be her end!
She was desperate, for without her health,
death, could be her friend!
She reached out and touched His hem,
virtue flowing like a flood!
She knew in her heart of hearts,
she no longer issued blood!
When Jesus said,"WHO TOUCHED ME? "
She timidly drew near.
"I did, Lord, I wanted to be healed,
in spite of all of my fear! "
"BLESS YOU, WOMAN, FOR YOUR TRUST,
YOUR FAITH, HAS MADE YOU WHOLE!
GO, NOW DAUGHTER, LIVE YOUR LIFE,
TO THE FULLEST HERE, BELOW! "
The moral of this rhyme is thus:
No matter what, don't fear!
Come boldly now, to Jesus,
and let Him, draw you near!
Let your faith work for you,
speak it with your mouth.
Confess your sin, agree with God,
all illness will go out!
Once your chains are loosened,
stand up and be strong,
God, then, will use you,
to chase away the wrong!
Peggy Jeanine Woody
4/22/1991. ©
Luke 8:41- 48
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