She came to Him in brokenness
Beyond the end of hope
Given to things of open shame.
Then, with the crowd on a hillside-
Some said He’d come for His people Israel-
She watched and listened as He spoke and touched
And marveled as He loved and healed.
Stream of every human need drawn near
As He loved and touched and smiled
And created wonderful healing before all eyes.
She fell before Him dead
And was raised up before Him alive!
Spirit of power radiated
Spirit of authority enveloped
Spirit of love lifted up from the grass and rocks…
Now, months later, seated at His feet
Eyes meet eyes, basking in closeness
Purest and holiest place at His feet
Rapture of heart and being
Rivers into oceans, oceans into eternity
Flow of His life into one more soul.