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TITLE: Her Physician | Previous Challenge Entry
By vincent lyons
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Crowds milling ‘round;
Though weak from her condition,
Her heart of faith
Could hardly wait
To touch the Great Physician.
Her constant bleed
Would not recede
Despite much medication;
For twelve long years
Through trials and tears
Found no alleviation.
She’d heard, the One
Called David’s Son
Was coming to their region;
“This One”, they said
“Could raise the dead,
Cast devils out of Legion!”
She could scarce control
Her eager soul,
Filled with anticipation;
That He would cure
She was assured;
How great her expectation!
And there He stood,
The Son of God;
In faith she reached out pleading;
She touched His cloak,
Her bondage broke,
In an instant stopped her bleeding.
“Who touched” He asked—
She was unmasked—
Made public declaration;
Her faith—the cure—
Had made her pure;
“Go in peace”—His salutation.
Be of good cheer
For Christ is near,
Our Saviour and Physician;
Reach out in faith
And contemplate—
His touch is our transition.
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