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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