He touched me

He touched me. Not knowing why
Feeling Love, I could only begin to cry

He touched me when I least expected 
Knowing in my heart, He is resurrected 

Feeling His Power flow through me
not explaining how he set me free

Praising and thanking Him every day
For Only Jesus, never being far away 

Kneeling continually Praising His Name
Crying out, He delivers me from shame

You can start this very day anew
Bowing you're head beginning to pray

Asking Jesus to come in and stay
Bringing new life to this body of clay

His Joy and peace make me whole
Never doubting the destiny of my soul

My joyous task lying ahead 
Shouting Jesus is not dead

February 3, 2023
Mark Waldrop

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