By His Stripes We Are Healed

O the won­drous pow’r of the Sav­ior’s love

Unto sin­ners is now re­vealed;

Every lin­g’ring pain Jesus can re­move;

Praise the Lord

by His stripes we are healed.

By His stripes we are healed

By His stripes we are healed

On His guilt­less head

All our sins were laid;

By His stripes we are healed.

There in Pi­late’s hall see the Guilt­less One:

How the hearts of His foes were steeled

’Gainst the Gift of God

His be­lov­èd Son!

Praise the Lord

by His stripes we are healed.

His aton­ing blood still av­ails to­day:

For the king­dom be saved and sealed;

In the op­ened fount wash thy sins away—

Praise the Lord

by His stripes we are healed.

Turn

O turn from sin

let the Sav­ior in;

Bow the heart

in con­tri­tion yield

To the Spir­it’s pow’r this ac­cept­ed hour:

Praise the Lord

by His stripes we are healed.