Quem foi que me tocou
Marcos e Matteus
Who touched me
Twelve years suffering from a hemorrhage
That plagued her life
She spent all she had
Hoping one day to receive a cure
But she did not conform
Maybe even thought: I won't stay here
Lying waiting for death
Or maybe luck to come to my aid
I will seek the miracle
I hear that Jesus is passing by here
Excuse me, sir
I need to pass
With this Jesus
I need to find myself
I can't take it anymore
It bleeds too much
My problem is serious
Let me pass
She reached for Jesus' clothes
And touched
At that moment
The bleeding stopped
Jesus turned to her
Knew it was her
And then asked
Who touched me?
Virtue came out of me
She couldn't bear it
And fell at his feet
It was me, Lord, who touched you
Daughter, go in peace
Your faith has saved you
If he passed by there
He can also come here
I'm feeling Him here
You can touch him
Bother Him
Keep calling for Him until He hears you
Go through the crowd
With faith in your heart
Your miracle will come
