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O, let us exalt our dear Lord and proclaim,
In songs of true gratitude, praise to His name!
As songs of the angels in sweetest accord,
Our thanks and our praises shall rise to the Lord.
-- Zion's Harp # 165

Hymn Information

The Hand That Was Wounded For Me




Author
Hattie Pierson

Composer
Daniel Brink Towner

Arranger
A. H. M. in 1998

Notes
Co-Author: Fred Morris

Lyrics
The hand that was nailed to the cross of woe,
In love reaches down to the world below;
'Tis beckoning now to the souls that roam,
And pointing the way to the heav'nly home.

E'en now I can see, thro' a mist of tears,
That Hand still out-stretched o'er a gulf of years,
With healing and hope for my sin-sick soul;
One touch of Its finger will make me whole.

The Hand that wrought wonders in days of old
Holds treasure more precious than gems of gold;
The price of redemption from sin and shame,
The Gift of salvation in Jesus' Name.

Triumphant thro' grace I shall someday stand,
With Jesus at Home on that golden strand,
His face in its beauty at last to see,
My hand in the Hand that was pierced for me.

Chorus:
The Hand of my Saviour I see,
The Hand that was wounded for me;
'Twill lead me in love to the mansions above,
The Hand that was wounded for me!

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