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Lyrics

Composer: Jesus Fuentes
Pianist: Jesus Fuentes
Vocals: Sheena Fadey
Lyrics: Lynn Jackson

The gentle hills of Galilee are where our Master trod.
The deaf ears hear, the blind eyes see,
The lame rise up and walk.

O, if I may but touch his hem I, too, will be made whole,
I will rise up and follow him. I, too, will be made whole.
All things are possible to God.
All things are possible to God.

In deepest prayer and humble prose I seek God All-in-all,
My Father knows what things I need
Before I ever call.

O, if I may but touch his hem I, too, will be made whole,
I will rise up and follow him, I, too, will be made whole.
All things are possible to God.
All things are possible to God.

When doubt sets in and days are dark, the night is deathly dim,
I seek my Father’s gentle care,
And sing a mighty hymn.

It’s then I feel the Christ within, my prayers take upward wing,
I bow my head in gratitude,
I kneel to God, my King!

O, I have touched the Christly hem I, too, have been made whole,
I will rise up and follow him I, too, have been made whole.
All things are possible to God.
All things are possible to God.
All things are possible to God.