of blood since twelve years ago.
Spent all her living upon physicians,
could not be healed by their decisions.
Came up behind Him and touched the fringe,
of His garment, without a twinge.
Immediately her flow had ceased,
because His power was released.
And Jesus said, Who touched my hem?
denying it, were all of them.
Peter and those who were there,
looked around in just despair.
Master, the multitudes surround,
pressing in from all around.
But Jesus said, Someone did,
for I perceived my power bid.
And when the woman saw she'd been revealed,
she came to Him to yield.
Falling down before Him, she declared,
in front of all who stopped and stared.
The reason she had touched Him sure,
and how she'd instantly been cured.
Daughter, He then said to her,
It was your faith that brought your cure.
He said to her then go in peace,
With all His love, mercy, and grace.
From Luke 8:43-48
By: Preston Pittman
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