His Wondrous Touch
 



I was ready to be sought by those who did not ask for me;
I was ready to be found by those who did not seek me.
I said, “Here am I, here am I,” to a nation
that was not called by my name.
Isaiah 65:1


With sole purpose He planned to heal the sick
He was found by those who did not seek
The leper scorned, the mild and meek
To be filled with wondrous touch
The fear was washed away
Faith replaced it well
A bond was built
Between them
And God
Speed


~ Reverse Ethere ~

Written for Cherry's Private Challenge
Phrase: found by those who did not seek





By Adele Kaye

© 2010 Adele Kaye (All rights reserved)

 

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