Lyrics:

Cooke

Oh, there was a woman in the valley
She had been sick, sick so very long
When she heard that jesus was passing by
So she joined the gathering room
And while she was pushing her way through
Someone asked her what are you trying to do
She said
If i could just touch the hem of his garment
I know I'll be made whole

She cried
Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord
I know i'll be made whole

Oh, she spent her money here and there
Until she had no, had no more to spare
The doctors, they'd done all they could
But their medecine would do no good
When she touched him the savior didn't see
But still he turned around and cried
Somebody touched me
She said
It was I who just wanna touch the hem of your garment
I know i'll be made whole right now

She stood there crying
Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh lord
Said
If could just touch the hem of his garment
I know I'll made whole right now