I was wounded deep in pain
the day you came my way.
My chest was cut wide open
and bleeding all the way.
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I was torn from limb to limb
choking on the air.
Screaming from the pain I felt,
with no one there to care.
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What beast could have done this,
what horror came to thresh?
The monster’s name was guilt
and it gorged upon my flesh.
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But quite and unexpected,
you did come my way.
You violently grabbed my heart,
and healed it all the way.
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Your medicine was confession,
your bandage was grace.
Once wounds of guilt consumed me,
Now worship takes there place.
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Thanks be to our Lord Jesus Christ, the great physician.