Christ My Song - 2189

When, wounded sore, the stricken soul
(Cecil Frances Alexander/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)

When, wounded sore, the stricken soul.

1. When, wounded sore, the stricken soul
  lies bleeding and unbound,
one only hand, a piercèd hand,
  can salve the sinner's wound. PDF - Midi

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

3. When penitence has wept in vain
  over some foul, dark spot,
one only stream, a stream of blood,
  can wash away the blot.

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

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

Cecil Frances Alexander, in: Philip Schaff: Christ in Song, 1870, 174-175.

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