Touch Them for Me

Touch them for Me, saith the Lord,
And I will put My pulse within your hands
To softly stroke the troubled brows.
I will comfort them with the touch of your fingers.
Touch them for Me,
And I will put My strength within your arms
To hold them gently.
I will sing to them with your voice,
I will ease their pain with your smile.
I will share with them your joy in Me,
And you shall give them rest with My words.
Touch them for Me,
And I will be in you the Light that shines
The reflection of Me in your eyes.
Touch them for Me,
And I will touch them through you;
I will soothe them with your hands,
I will hold them with your arms,
I will call them with your voice,
I will reveal Myself in your face.
Touch them for Me,
And I will touch them through you…..
But first you must let Me
Touch you.

Copyright 1991 by H.D. Shively from "The Still Small Voice"

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