O MY GOD, TURN TO ME (Woman with a haemorrhage - Mark 5:25-34) O my God, turn to me; answer my pain and my pleading, for I am heavy with fear. My fear has been my garment day and night; anxiety clings to me like a shadow, faithful and pitiless. My blood flows like tears, like weeping that will not end; like grief that cannot be healed, my body is drained of strength, and I cannot contain myself. Many draw back from me; my friends withold their touch. Like a body that is untouched, I have no substance; like a dead thing that may not be touched, I have become unclean. But you have seen my reproach; you comprehend my shame. You alone are my helper, in the shadow of your cloak I shall be healed. I will not let you pass, but I shall be comforted; my soul clings to you, and my affliction shall cease. For I will touch you, and you shall know me; you shall be moved by me. In the flood of your power I shall be changed, for you cannot withold your love. Every part of my being reaches out for your touch; and I shall know in my body that I have been made whole. Then shall my terror and trembling be turned to the fear of God; than shall my blood be the blood of life, and my tears not grief, but grace. Janet Morley, All Desires Known, pg 96
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