Hem of the Garment
Pain, pain and pain, with never a pause,
Could I hear the sound of laughter?
Only around me and everywhere, but –
Never had I the chance to hear my own
Till that day, I heard Him coming!
Yelp, yelp and yelp of agony,
The ache and affliction through the years
Searched and groaned for healing someday
Hopes ‘n I shattered - this is destiny I greet,
Till that day, I saw the light of hope!
Cry, cry and cry, shedding the tears to dry
Had I mourned my sorrow out
Yet the torment within and out never fade
Never could I stop the flowing tears of mine
Till that day, my eyes had seen Him
Hope, hope and hope, I went through the crowd –
Of people crushing Him on every side
A few inches away from the healing
Stretched forth my hand to receive it –
On that day, I touched His garment hem!
Faith, faith and faith, filling my heart complete
Could I see my future, a happy me
With no pain and sorrow, no more tears to shed
But happy moments to surround me full
On that day, was I healed complete!
Fear, fear and fear struck me hard, hearing –
“Who art thou touched me? “ From him
Though his disciples said, people were –
All around Him, He knew He’d healed me,
On that day, though I thought it was in secret!
Joy, joy and joy, was I overwhelming with
Though I stood there afraid in front of Him –
And the confused crowd, He embraced me ‘n blessed,
I thought I found him first, but never had I realized –
Till that day, He had found me, in my mother’s womb!
- Sarah Antony
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