ONE WOMAN’S FAITH
ONE WOMAN’S FAITH
I crept through the crowd
With my secret wound
And I watched
As I followed along,
This beautiful being
With a heart of
Compassionate love
For the aimless throng.
When I saw the ruler
Begging for the life
Of his daughter
As he humbly kneeled,
I felt sure that if I could but
Touch the hem of His garment
I too would be healed.
© Nesta F Sutherland 2014
Daughter, be of good comfort:
thy faith hath made thee whole;
go in peace.
Luke 8:48