A woman suffering hemorrhages for twelve years came up behind him
and touched the tassel on his cloak.
She said to herself, “If only I can touch his cloak, I shall be cured.”
Jesus turned around and saw her, and said,
“Courage, daughter! Your faith has saved you.”
And from that hour the woman was cured.Matthew 9:18-26
How far from you I stand; how much lies in between. Beyond the reach of feeble hands you dwell afar, unseen. If I could catch your robe or brush against the seams, just touch the tassel of your cloak, Lord, it would make me clean. Then from your hidden realm fling out your garments here, that I may feel the touch of them and know that you draw near. And then, ere you arrive, put strength into my limbs, upward to stretch as down you dive and grasp at fold or hem. Still more than this, give too the faith that knows your might, that never rests from seeking you in every place you hide. If you will come to me with grace to reach for you, then, oh, I shall be healed and free, for all this hope is true.