Gordon Mote — Wounded Hands lyrics

Lyrics

Wounded Hands
With hopes and dreams completely crumbled
My life was built on sinking sand
bowed beneath the weight of sorrow
Till I was touched by wounded hands
Chorus
Wounded hands of the Saviour
Gently took this shattered heart
and every broken piece was mended
by the hands held the scars
Verse 2
Darkness held the cross of suffering
where grace would answer sins demands
My accounts completely settled
The price was paid by wounded hands
chorus
Repeat Chorus slows to finish