1  Just one touch as He moves along,

    Pushed and pressed by the jostling throng,

    Just one touch and the weak was strong,

       Cured by the Healer divine.

 2  Just one touch! And He makes me whole,

    Speaks sweet peace to my sin-sick soul,

    At His feet all my burdens roll,

       Cured by the Healer divine.

 3  Just one touch! And the work is done,

    I am cured by the blessed Son,

    I will sing while the ages run,

       Cured by the Healer divine.

 4  Just one touch! And He turns to me,

    O the love in His eyes I see!

    I am His for He hears my plea,

       Cured by the Healer divine.

 5  Just one touch! By His mighty power

    He can heal thee this very hour,

    Thou canst hear though the tempests low'r,

       Cured by the Healer divine.