HIS HANDS WERE PIERCED

His hands were pierced,

The hands that made

The mountain range and everglade;

That washed the stains of sin away

And changed earth's darkness into day.

His feet were pierced,

The feet that trod

The furthest shining star of God;

And left their imprint deep and clear

On ev'ry winding pathway here.

His heart was pierced,

The heart that burned

To comfort every heart that yearned,

And from it came a cleansing flood,

The river of redeeming blood.

His hands and feet

And heart, all three

Were pierced for me on Calvary,

And here and now to him I bring

My hands, feet, heart, an offering