I was looking at an old sermon file at a sermon from the woman with the hemorrhage of blood in Mark 5:25-34. Preparing that sermon 19 years ago brought about this poem. — Scott
A Simple Touch of Jesus
© B. Scott McCown 1991.
In this world of trouble and crime,
Sin, death, hatred, and strife,
We need a cure to last through time.
One that will change our life.
Satan’s burdens, heavy to bear,
Toilsome, binding, not light,
We need a Friend to show His care,
To move us from wrong to right.
Such a cure came down from above,
Sent down only for us,
He healed the weak, He showed His love,
A simple touch of Jesus!