i cling to The Hem of Your Garment

i Cling to the Hem of Your Garment
i don’t know where else to go
where else to be,
who else to be,
who else to serve?
if not You,
whose chains
will I drag,
whose bidding will I do?

i Cling to the Hem of Your Garment
grasp firmly those threads
in my bleeding palms
Oh Lord, I will not leave
Only in Your path
am I cleansed of this
festering wound
that pours forth
the pus and ooze
of my sins

i cling to the Hem of Your Garment
so the poisonous darts
of the evil one
does not pierce
this armour
on my knees,
i cling
in constant prayer
and praise
no, the demons
whose injury
has left
the scars of their fall
will not claim me
no, they shall not find
spaces between Your Heart
and mine

i cling to the Hem of Your Garment
humbly gaze at Your
Wounds to heal my wounds
i am fatally injured
without You
a corpse that goes
about the false business
of living
there is not Life
without You.
i am bathed in the tears
of Your Passion.

i Cling to the Hem of Your Garment
to follow You
wherever You may Lead
if I don’t grasp firmly those threads
the dust of my heart will bury me.
no, i must cling to the Hem of Your Garment
Lord, healing is in Your Presence
If i stray the fallen ones
speak destruction into the air
i Cling to the Hem of Your Garment
sacrifice the dung of my dreams
to Your Glory
i steadfastly cling to
that Righteous linen
that wraps You
so my skin will not disintegrate
into the ashes of a premature death
my thoughts spiral
into suicide,
my soul becomes confused
if i let go of that Holy Garment
i am lost in that crowd
of worldly people
who claim to know you.
the demons of my past
begin to accost me
with the addictions
i must cling to that Hem
as that woman of so long ago
Your healing
flows into this vessel
when i am pressed up
close enough
to hear Your Divine
Breaths
and You fill my lungs
with Heaven’s Air
when Your Holiness
rushes through Your Garment
into these filthy rags

Your Death
is my burial shroud
i proudly wear Your Grace
upon me
You Alone Are Worthy
and Your Praise
drips from my lips
as honey
“i Love You Lord Jesus”
and i shall Cling to the Hem
of Your Garments
an eternity

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