Um Toque de Fé
Cristina Mel
A Touch of Faith
Along the beaches of Galilee, the master Jesus followed
A poor woman approached Him
In the crowd and touched him
The Master stopped and asked: Who touched me like that?
In a different way, which I've never felt?
The woman, full of fear, responded like this
It was I, Lord, who touched you, forgive me!
If only I touch Your clothes
This pain that I feel now, this evil that terrifies me
He will heal
By faith she touched Jesus' clothes
From that moment on, his suffering ended
For that great evil, Jesus healed
The Master stopped and asked: Who touched me like that?
In a different way, which I've never felt?
The woman, full of fear, responded like this
It was I, Lord, who touched you, forgive me!
If only I touch Your clothes
This pain that I feel now, this evil that terrifies me
He will heal
By faith she touched Jesus' clothes
From that moment on, his suffering ended
For that great evil, Jesus healed
If only I touch Your clothes
This pain that I feel now, this evil that terrifies me
He will heal
By faith she touched Jesus' clothes
From that moment on, his suffering ended
For that great evil, Jesus healed
