there once was a man with a blood issue
(a pure man outstretched His hand to help.)

His blood replaced the man's own.
(the hem of His shirt was enough to heal.)

the impure man only had to reach out to touch the man
freshly risen from the grave.

(he received a new blood issue.)
a purer one.

and a stigmata mixed with salvation
is a lot more beautiful
than a tumor in the brain…

…so who said that miracles couldn't happen
after all?