He touched me
He touched me
Where it hurt most,
And healed the wound,
When others couldn’t.
He touched me
When I was down,
From a mighty fall
There was no one to call.
He touched me,
I am healed,
Now I can touch,
And give to another much,
He touched me,
He made me new,
I do not suffer
Jesus has given me Life forever.
Alice
30 March 94
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