YOUR TOUCH
by
Rebecca Somoskey
I pray,
Lord, I need your touch today,
For I am lost, alone and wounded,
Sorely needing.
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I wait,
Breathlessly expecting, not knowing how,
But still knowing that you surely will
Come to me.
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I receive,
The warm, wonderful surge of love,
That fills me, thrills me, soothes my aching heart,
Incredible grace.
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I praise,
A shout that begins so small,
And grows until it breaks forth in joyful sound.
Oh, hallelujah!

