The Fabric of the Fringe of His Cloak (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not needing to touch him to delay him from his purpose wanting merely to touch the fabric of the fringe ...
Not needing to touch him to delay him from his purpose wanting merely to touch the fabric of the fringe ...
Touching his cloak the fringe of the fabric healing her body the wounds of her life Christ alone our living ...
By her faith by the mere touch the fabric of the fringe of the tassels on his robe brushing past ...
The calling to love to be a good neighbor unbound by any dividing line because Christ tore them down Everyone ...
Always enough making a difference sharing what we have the seeds of our faith More than sufficient even the crumbs ...
What started in Jerusalem Like an ordinary planet of an ordinary star on the edge of the galaxy Like a ...
As they were, sick Bringing them to him Asking, begging Touching only the edge even the fringe of his cloak ...
a quick touch of his robe the fringe of his clothes She came from behind him following him, the crowds ...
At the far end of the manicured lawn, the field really, rolling up toward the horizon line, up above the ...
Only touching the fringe of his clothes coming from behind him out of the throng, the crowd she was healed ...
Without an audience a quick touch of his robe the fringe of his clothes She came from behind him following ...
She had faith, enough to heal herself just the hem of his robe, a mere brush of her hand on ...
The white of the dusting of snow lingers in the shadows, on the fallen leaves, the cooler spots in the ...
Young Lochinvar came in from the West, With fringe on his trousers and fur on his vest; The width of ...
As I went down to Dymchurch Wall, I heard the South sing o'er the land I saw the yellow sunlight ...
O who will walk a mile with me Along life's merry way? A comrade blithe and full of glee, Who ...
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1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
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