Just One Touch Lord
Though I am troubled by problems and cares,
My soul is disquieted, and I offer prayer.
Lord, my only son is very sick, and needs your touch
I ask for your help, for I love him so much.
He is my only son Lord, and I am a widow too.
I don’t want to worry you, but I don’t know what else to do.
Just one touch Lord, I’m sure that he’ll be healed.
Lord I ask you with Faith, Just say the word and let your glory be revealed.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2017
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