The Hem of His Garment
Is like a Treasure Chest of Gold
What's stored inside
The eye cannot behold
The Hem is laced
With a bright shining light
Miracles and parables
Gifts for my life
Healing is stored
For the lame and the blind
And for an issue of blood
To ease a woman's mind
The Hem of His Garment
More precious than gold
Where faith and inspiration seeps
Into the believer's soul.

Written by ©Cynthia G. Boyer

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