Thou
Lord
my Christ
hast found me
And clasped me to Thy breast
When I was lost in darkness
Alone in deep distress;
So hurt and pained by sin inside
A troubled soul—no hope could find
But Lord
Thou came
with oil and wine
Thou bound my wounds—brought love divine!
And like that desperate woman
I stretched my hand to grasp—
For nothing else could cure me
But lo
the One
at last!
Thy human virtues God reveals
In Thee a love so pure and real
In Thee
the Holy One concealed
Thy words and all Thine actions heal.
Thy touch
O Lord
has healed me
My heart of stone replaced
A heart of flesh now in me
To love Thee Lord always;
But still Thy life spreads in my heart
Thy flowing streams must reach each part
Pour in Thy life—more love impart
O let Thy life renew each part.
O may Thy Church bring healing
To every sick
lost soul
So many hurt and broken
So many with no home.
O fill us Lord
and us now send
Restore through us the wounds of men
We’ll bind
anoint
bring to Thine inn
Pour oil and wine—make whole and mend.