The leper came and worshipped too,
Humble, he could not stand,
To ask the Lord for cleansing through
The touch of Jesus’ hand.
He came just then, her health was dim,
Her fever to command.
She had no strength to ask of Him,
The touch of Jesus’ hand.
For two blind men mercy would be,
Their eyesight in demand.
By faith it was that they could see
The touch of Jesus’ hand.
The prayer of faith shall save the sick,
Belief held by a strand,
His will be done we can’t predict
The touch of Jesus’ hand.
T. P. Roach