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Caravans all covered with sand;
Release the agent's contraband;
Eat hearty children all over the lands;
All bloated bodies human beings;
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My trust is not in man;
My trust is not in man;
My trust not lost;
But it is in Him;
And the hem of His garment is my trust is in Jesus
It's just the touch of Him I feel I'll be healed;
Yes! By the touching of the hem of His garment,
I shall be healed,
By the touch of His garment 
I shall be healed;
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Devotional idols are with our minds 
Sometime it's based on what we spend times on 
All aboard to this ship 
You don't want to miss this cruise I'm in

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As I peer through the port
I see a man walking on the waters 
With arms hands reaching out to me 
He says come my son come out and join me
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My trust is not in man
My trust is not in man
My trust is not lost
But it is in Him
And the Him that reaches  His arms out to me Jesus 
As He walks the sea, Jesus 
It's just His touch I need
Yes! By touching the hem of His garment
I shall walk torrent rancid waters
 I shall be healed by the touch of His garment 
 I shall be healed
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O' if I could just touch the Son
If I could just touch Jesus 
The Christ,  everything in my life in front of me will be alright
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So I keep my eyes on the prize 
So that I won't fall under
 I put on the Lord as my garment with him, I Prevail
 I won't fail my trust, my trust is yet and still in front of me 
My trust is in Jesus Christ







2/22/14
Written words & arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr  2014, 2021

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