Divine Revelation

No one’s touched me
since I was diagnosed
with this ailment.

My mind breeds disease;
these thoughts cover me
like bloody sores.

Who would dare
try to reach out and cure
this sick soul?

But you laid a hand on me-
not out of rebuke,
but in love and compassion.

You healed me when
I was beginning to lose hope
that I could ever be whole.

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