And they were bringing children to him that he might touch them, and the disciples rebuked them… And he took them in his arms and blessed them, laying his hands on them. Mark 10:13,16
Christ’s Touch (A Baptism Hymn, Sung to LSB 873)
Some brought children for your touch.
Your men did not understand;
They thought children were of such
Should not waste the Master’s hand.
Yet in Baptism you now bless
Every child with your caress.
Lord a leper you did cure
As he felt your holy hand.
He was cleansed, made wholly pure;
In your temple He could stand.
So you touched my body Lord,
Cleansing me by watery word.
Yes the deaf, the mute, the blind,
Many sick, the bent, the dead…
Felt your touch and they did find
Ails were gone of every dread.
Ailed with sin may we each see,
Baptized…cured, you have touched me!
By your cross you took our dross:
Sin’s impurities, death’s doom.
Now you’ve marked us with that cross,
Joined us to your empty tomb.
Stamped as your gold coins we live,
Cross embossed for you to give.
Daniel J. Brege, SDG