They're upset 'cause of deeds I've done
And tales that I'm the virgin's son
The miracle of decades past
That brought the Son of God to earth
In these few days inside the gate
Again the growing crowd repeats
Bringing old and newborns for just a view
Others inflicted in need of touch
Spit to dust to make men see
Others know just a touch they need
With every cure the murmur grows
Like the throng that crowds the street
So thick outside no one can move
But doesn't stop the desperate few
From gaining access to the roof
To lower loved ones in need inside
And again a Roman Guard
Approaches through the crowd to me
For a chance to plead his daughter's case
For just a chance to hear the word
He says he's not a worthy man
That you should come and apply your touch
But being a regimental man
Knows just my words would be enough
And so I did as pleaded to me
Gave the healing words and vows
That all he's asked was done today
Return to family and rejoice with God
Or the lady thought unclean
Suffering from a blood disease
Hides at corners in my path
Just a chance my cloak to touch
As I felt my power drain away
I stop with all the crowd around
Asked who touched and took from me
Disciples ask how I can tell
From a little part here in the crowd
Sure enough this ill matron stood
Said she needed more than view
To procure the need of just a touch
But who am I to give to dogs
What was meant for chosen few to eat
Reminded me who gets the crumbs
And made a most compelling case
I told her that her faith was strong
And would be done as your request
To be healed with just that touch
She got to do at garment's edge