Wounded Healer کے بول

The wounds upon your hands and feet Will mark you for eternity A fountain's opened up where blood and water flow And I run to find my cleansing, I run to be made whole Oh, and I trace the scars of your love for me A constant reminder of what I mean You bore the stripes so that I'd know peace Oh, wounded healer How I love you, Jesus And a gruesome death you died for me One could barely recognize your face Pierced for my rebellion, beaten, whipped and mocked Like a lamb led to the slaughter, you were killed 'cause I was lost Oh, and I trace the scars of your love for me A constant reminder of what I mean You bore the stripes so that I'd know peace I trace the scars of your love for me A constant reminder of what I mean You bore the stripes so that I'd know peace Oh, wounded healer How I love you, Jesus Oh, wounded healer How I love you, Jesus