On Mark Chapter Five 
Verses twenty five through thirty four

I want to press through
distractions of everyday life

I need to get to Jesus

Don't make a fuss
Nor cry out loud

Press in... Keep pressing

Words cut sharply 
across my heart...

 Press in... Keep pressing... 

False accusations
Tear through my standing

Press in...

This tearing strikes my confidence
ripping faith from hands...

Press in... Keep pressing...

My crowded heart
 struggles to beat

My carnal mind won't stand still

Press in daughter
He's just an arm length away...

Don't make a fuss... Nor cry out loud
Just fall at His feet and touch Him

"Little girl your faith has healed you"


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