Poem December 31, 1955 Issue

LOVE THAT HEALS

Luke 5:13

Pearl Strachan Hurd

He touched him, touched the one whom all had shunned,
Who cried for help, in lonely quarantine.
No doubt a relative or two stood off
Calling out words of pity, or some friend,
Who once had shared his table, felt constrained
To draw a moralizing, cold conclusion,
At a safe distance.

Words came readily—
Some ancient law or proverb to be chanted.

And then came Jesus, clear-eyed, unafraid,
Without a thought for self, with hand outstretched
To touch and heal him; touch that broken heart,
Cleansing away all fear, all sin, all grief.
He did not preach about a far-off god.
He did not doubt the power that sent him there.
For him no leper—only brother man,
Made in God's likeness. This the love that heals!

Pearl Strachan Hurd

Enjoy 1 free Sentinel article or audio program each month, including content from 1898 to today.

Send a comment to the editors
NEXT IN THIS ISSUE
Editorial
THE NEW YEAR
December 31, 1955
Contents

We'd love to hear from you!

Easily submit your testimonies, articles, and poems online.

Submit