Feridas
Arautos do Rei
Wounds
How I long to find Jesus
How I yearn to hear his voice
When finally redemption comes
With tenderness I will ask him
What wounds are these in your hands?
What wounds are these in your feet?
They are wounds with which I was wounded
In the house of my friends
What wounds are these in your hands?
What wounds are these in your feet?
They are wounds with which I was wounded
For loving you until the end
How much pain I caused my Jesus
Bitter suffering there on the cross
Of this story of this unparalleled love
I will not tire of asking
What wounds are these in your hands?
What wounds are these in your feet?
They are wounds with which I was wounded
In the house of my friends
What wounds are these in your hands?
What wounds are these in your feet?
They are wounds with which I was wounded
For loving you until the end
