Nazireu

He has wounded feet
Crossed the desert
He is a great companion
Much more than a friend
And He has proven everything

He has long hair
Because He is the Nazirite
His hands are wounded
He is the Author of life
And the Son of the Great God

There is no other name but Jesus
Life was the fruit of death on the cross
Blood shed
Crown of thorns
And all accomplished

Now there is no more darkness
The Sun of righteousness has already shone
The chain that held my feet
Suddenly broke

He speaks so beautifully
His mouth expressed
The secret of harmony
He turned darkness into day
He is the Savior

He holds mysteries in His hands
And in His profession, a doctor
Performs transplants, transfusions
Gives a new heart
To those who believe in His love