The Touch Of Jesus - Part 4 Poem by Royston Allen
The Touch Of Jesus - Part 4
Burning with fever I lay on the bed
As He touch my hand not a word was said
The fever left and my strength was restored
And once more I arose to serve my Lord
The touch of Jesus makes me feel so whole
The touch of Jesus purifies my soul
The touch of Jesus cleanses me from sin
The touch of Jesus gives me peace within
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: touch
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Matthew 8: 14-15
When Jesus came into Peter's house, he saw Peter's mother-in-law lying in bed with a fever. He touched her hand and the fever left her, and she got up and began to wait on him.
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When Jesus came into Peter's house, he saw Peter's mother-in-law lying in bed with a fever. He touched her hand and the fever left her, and she got up and began to wait on him.
All quotations ©NIV
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