God Touch

I think, O Lord, of everyone You touch,
You helped create us and You help us still,
in life You touched the poor and sick so much,
to death You loved us then and always will.

There was no sickness that You couldn’t cure,
You touched all by Your presence and Your hand,
Your touch was always sinless, powerful, pure,
our minds You touch with words we understand.

But best with grace You touch our tainited soul,
our will You touched so we can love You free,
You let us sin and still stay in control,
yet touch us with Your mercy mystery.

It’s time I need to touch the needy too,
for touching them, I know I’m touching You.

                          by Pete Voelz      12/7/13