Um Toque de Fé
Cristina Mel
A Touch of Faith
On the shores of Galilee, the master Jesus walked
A poor woman approached Him
In the crowd, she touched Him
The Master stopped and asked: Who touched Me like that?
In a way I’ve never felt before?
The woman, filled with fear, replied
It was me, Lord, who touched You, forgive me
If only I could touch Your clothes
This pain I feel now, this evil that terrifies me
He will heal
By faith, she touched the clothes of Jesus
From that moment on, her suffering ended
For that great evil, Jesus healed
The Master stopped and asked: Who touched Me like that?
In a way I’ve never felt before?
The woman, filled with fear, replied
It was me, Lord, who touched You, forgive me
If only I could touch Your clothes
This pain I feel now, this evil that terrifies me
He will heal
By faith, she touched the clothes of Jesus
From that moment on, her suffering ended
For that great evil, Jesus healed
If only I could touch Your clothes
This pain I feel now, this evil that terrifies me
He will heal
By faith, she touched the clothes of Jesus
From that moment on, her suffering ended
For that great evil, Jesus healed
