Just a touch of your garment Lord
Would heal me
Just a touch of your garment Lord
Would make me clean
Just a touch of your garment Lord
Would heal me
Just a touch of your garment Lord

Would make me clean
But you want so much more for me
Oh my God my glorious king
You don't withhold
You don't hold back from me
The earth clamours to make a table for her king
Striving to make an offering worthy
But you make a table just for me
Oh my God my glorious king
You don't withhold
You don't hold back from me

Just a touch of your garment Lord
Would heal me
Just a touch of your garment Lord
Would make me clean
Just a touch of your garment Lord
Would heal me
Just a touch of your garment Lord

Would make me clean
You heal me
You make me clean
You heal me
You make me clean
You heal me
You make me clean
You heal me
You make me clean