One Note Samba

Been ostracized for 12 years I'm used to being alone Spent everything I had And now it's gone I'm used to being put down My issues tell it all My only hope is anchored In this fall If I could just touch the hem of His garment I know I'd be made whole If I could just press my way through this madness His love would heal my soul If only one touch So many people calling How could He ever know That just a brush of Him Would stop the flow If He knew would He rebuke me Or shame me to the crowd Well I'm desperate 'cause it's never or it's now If I could just touch the hem of His garment I know I'd be made whole If I could just press my way through this madness His love would heal my soul. And then suddenly He turned around He said somebody has unleashed my power Well, frightened and embarrassed I bowed You see I told Him of my troubles And how I had to touch the Hem of His garment And I know I've been made whole And how I had pressed my way through this madness And His love has healed my soul. Then with one word He touched the hem of my garment And you know I've been made whole And somehow He pressed His way through my madness And His love has healed my soul. I tell you He Touched me. He reached way down and touched me When no one else would touch me Jesus shol' 'nough (sure enough) He touched me And I know I've been made whole