When Wounded Sore, The Stricken Heart
Lies Bleeding And Unbound,
One Only Hand, A Pierced Hand,
Can Salve The Sinner’s Wound.
When Sorrow Swells The Laden Breast,
And Tears Of Anguish Flow,
One Only Heart, A Broken Heart,
Can Feel The Sinner’s Woe.
When Penitence Has Wept In Vain
Because Of Some Dark Spot,
One Only Stream, A Stream Of Blood,
Can Wash Away The Blot.
‘Tis Jesus’ Blood That Washes White,
This Hand That Brings Relief;
This Heart That’s Touched With All Our Joys,
And Feels For All Our Grief.
Lift Up Thy Bleeding Hand, O Lord,
Unseal That Cleansing Tide;
We Have No Shelter From Our Sin
But In Thy Wounded Side.
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