If I Could Touch You
If I could touch You
I'd heal Your broken palms
If I could hold You in my arms
I'd call the soft breeze to
Caress Your weary arms
I'd call the moonbeam to
Dispel this darkest night
If I could touch You, I would
If I could hear You, Your words of anguish
If You'd just whisper in my ear
The sadness weighing down Your heart
That no man sees if You'd just call me
I would sing of flaming hope
If I could hear You, I would
Long have I waited for you to hear My cry
Long have I waited for you to answer My plea
What you do to you brethren You do it for Me
I am in the brokenness and woundedness of man
Yes, you can touch Me
I'm in the least of your brethren
I'm in the weak and small
I need your hands to bear My weary arms
I need your touch to heal My wounded palms
Yes, you can touch Me yes, you can hear Me