ON WOUNDED FEET

On wounded feet, He walked here beside me

And gently urged me back into the fold

And so often He would gently guide me

For I was a precious wandering soul

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On wounded feet, He walked so close behind me

With bleeding hands He bore me o'er the way

And kindly He so often would remind me

That I was a precious lamb astray

CHORUS

On wounded feet He walked until He found me

With nail scarred hands He knocked 'till I let him in

Then He wrapped His loving arms around me

And with His blood He cleansed me from all sin

On wounded feet He walked to protect me

'Till before Him one day I'd humbly kneel

And by His precious love each day prefects me

And by His stripes I know that I am healed

REPEAT CHORUS (c)Everett Adams Newsflash Sounds