People came from everywhere, they heard a man was there, who could do miracles,
There was power in his hands, He was like no other man,
Could this really be the long awaited king,
When would he rise and take his throne, when would he make his kingdom known,
What was he waiting for, they just didn't know,
Only the hands that bled can bless,
Only the eyes filled with tenderness,
Only the heart that was broken for our sins,
Only the feet that walked that hill
Could love the ones who rejected him,
Only the one who died and is living still,
Only the hands that bled.
They had listened to his words, but few had really heard what he was telling them,
He said that he must die, and tried to tell them why,
Most of them just could not understand,
For this was the man who raised the dead, these were the hands that healed and feed,
He could have stopped the nails, but he just let them go,
Only the hands that bled can bless,
Only the eyes filled with tenderness,
Only the heart that was broken for our sins,
Only the feet that walked that hill
Could love the ones who rejected him,
Only the one who died and is living still,
Only the hands that bled.
Only the life he sacrificed could save us, Only Jesus
Only the hands that bled can bless,
Only the eyes filled with tenderness,
Only the heart that was broken for our sins,
Only the feet that walked that hill
Could love the ones who rejected him,
Only the one who died and is living still,
Only the hands that bled.
Twice
Only the heart that was broken for our sins,
Only the feet that walked that hill
Could love the ones who rejected him,
Only the one who died and is living still,
Only the hands that bled.
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