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TOUCH HIM

 

Reach out and touch the Lord,

But do not leave it there;

Let Him reach in and touch your heart,

And show to you His care.

 

He’s waiting for His children,

To come to Him in need;

He’s waiting here to meet us,

Our hungry hearts to feed.

 

From the one who will grab His arm boldly,

To the one who will just brush His hem;

He treats not a single one different,

His love flows to each one of them.

 

When we come with our needs and our longings,

When we come with our deepest desire;

He looks at the faith we think tiny,

And responds with His Holy Ghost fire.

 

And the faith we thought but an ember,

An offering too puny and small;

He takes and He grows and He stretches,

Till it stands, like a giant, so tall.

 

So come touch the hem of His garment,

Come, with your loved one near death;

Come, bring your need to the Master,

Come, and be filled by His Breath.

 

For He will breathe life in your spirit,

And He will place hope in your heart;

When you come and bring all of your worries,

He’ll give you a glorious, new start.

 

© 23/11/98