When wounded sore the stricken soul

Verse 1

When wounded sore the stricken heart lies bleeding and unbound, one only hand, a piercèd hand, can salve the sinner's wound.

Verse 2

When sorrow swells the laden breast, and tears of anguish flow, one only heart, a broken heart, can feel the sinner's woe.

Verse 3

When penitential grief has wept over some foul dark spot, one only stream, a stream of blood, can wash away the blot.

Verse 4

'Tis Jesus' blood that washes white, his hand that brings relief; his heart is touched with all our joys, and feels for all our grief.

Verse 5

Lift up thy bleeding hand, O Lord, unseal that cleansing tide; we have no shelter from our sin but in thy wounded side.