Touch the Hem of His Garment

Let me touch the hem of His gar­ment

And the touch will make me whole;

Let me reach the bless­èd Sav­ior

The Re­deem­er of my soul.

You can now touch the hem of His gar­ment

If by faith you en­ter in

He will cleanse you from your sin;

You can now touch the hem of His gar­ment

He will cleanse and make you clean.

Tho’ the throng is dense and threat’n­ing

Still my Sav­ior’s form I see;

Could I on­ly touch His gar­ment

That alone would par­don me.

Tho’ my sins be great and ma­ny

Yet His voice I seem to hear;

Stand aside

O care­less list­en­er

Let the wea­ry ones draw near.

Let me touch the hem of His gar­ment

While the Bless­èd One is nigh;

For the throng grows dense and dens­er

And they soon will pass me by.

You can now touch the hem of His gar­ment

If by faith you en­ter in

He will cleanse you from your sin;

You can now touch the hem of His gar­ment

He will cleanse and make you clean.

Tho’ the throng is dense and threat’n­ing

Still my Sav­ior’s form I see;

Could I on­ly touch His gar­ment

That alone would par­don me.

Tho’ my sins be great and ma­ny

Yet His voice I seem to hear;

Stand aside

O care­less list­en­er

Let the wea­ry ones draw near.

Let me touch the hem of His gar­ment

While the Bless­èd One is nigh;

For the throng grows dense and dens­er

And they soon will pass me by.