At the hem of the garment of Jesus Was a place that was humble and low And a Master so Holy yet gentle All the years of her searching He knows While she presses through crowds Jesus lingered No one noticed her there in that place But there at the hem of His garment She found mercy and healing and grace So trust Him today and forever Take hold of the hem of His robe For He welcomes the humble and weary And has promised us grace for the road! Grace For the Road by Peter Caligiuri © 2020 All rights reserved
And behold, a woman who had suffered from a discharge of blood for twelve years came up behind him and touched the fringe of his garment, for she said to herself, “If I only touch his garment, I will be made well.” Matthew 9:20-21 ESV

What a beautiful poem, Peter! Thank you for sharing your gift.
Thanks David. I appreciate your encouragement.
I may try to set this to music!
❤️&🙏, c.a.
Sure, you are welcome to. I would love to hear the result!
Wonderful! We all need to grab the hem of his garment!
Thanks for commenting. Yes, He is passing by every day!
You’re welcome! Yes, Jesus is closeby!