Thereís a wildcard of grace

The Hem of His Garment

 

We are the hem of His garment

Though we're tattered and dusty and frayed

We're connected to healing and power

That flow from the light in which we're arrayed

 

So people can touchÝ Jesus through us

And through us the needy are blessed

Like vessels grace is poured into to us

In robes of righteousness we're dressed

 

Robes of righteousness

Garments of praise

We put on the new man

We'reÝ armored by grace.

 

So put on the new man and put off the old

To be armored in grace as we live

We're clothed and we're covered in mercies untold

Freely given to us so freely we give.

 

Robes of righteousness

Garments of praise

We put on the new man

We'reÝ armored by grace.

 

Anthony Foster

January 17, 2006