THE LOVE CARRIED BY THE END OF THE CLOTHES

Despair inside me has oppressed me for a long time. And I had no hope or expectation for future.
People are indifferent to me, and their eyes refuse me. I sank deeply with the aching hurt and deep darkness. I heard from somewhere the story of the Lord, the Son of God. My last wish is to touch even the end of His clothes.
I met Him. The love which was carried by the end of His clothes, and the power which came to me, healed the source of my oppressive pains.
The Lord looks at me. The Lord knows my weakness. I praise the love of the Lord, who relieved me from the deep despair.
I praise.