Words: , in Wel­come Tid­ings, by , W. How­ard Doane, and (New York: Big­low & Main, 1877), num­ber 14.

Music: .


Crowds are behind Thee, crowds are before,
Life in a single moment Thou canst restore.
Only to touch Thee, spotless and pure,
Only to touch Thy garment, faith brings the cure.

Refrain

Only Thy garment’s hem, Lord, I implore;
Only Thy garment’s hem life will restore;
Only a touch will bring joy to my soul;
Let me but touch Thy garment, I shall be whole.

Only to touch Thee, Savior, I know,
Peace to my troubled spirit Thou wilt bestow;
Only to touch Thee, this is my prayer,
Longer my heavy burden I cannot bear.

Refrain

Lord, I am sinful, Thou undefiled,
Yet dost Thou love and even call me Thy child;
Great is Thy mercy, wondrous to me;
Lord, ’tis my faith that saves me, glory to Thee!

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