Nails in His hands, scarring on His side Jesus, Savior, for me crucified Bruised and beaten, wore a crown of thorns I am healed by the suffering of the Lord Thank You Lord, I'm grateful for the price that You paid Thank You Lord, for You endured the cross for my sake All I have to offer is a song of gratitude How beautiful, how beautiful the wounds If not, for grace, where (else) would I be All my, sins are cast into the sea Who am I to receive this great reward I am healed by the suffering of the Lord Christ is risen, Jesus is alive With Him, I am, raised again to life His scars remaining reminders of before I am healed by the suffering of the Lord