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.
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.*
*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!