Luke Wood Wounded Hands
[Verse 1]
There's no use in pretending I'm something that I'm not
While on the inside beats a cold and fractured heart
Pinning paper roses on a dying vine
Won't make withered roots spring back to life
Sometimes a man must walk out into the great unknown
And wrestle that dark figure of guilt alone
My redemption has been purchased
Signed and sealed in blood
With a payment far more valuable than gold
[Chorus]
I lift my eyes up in awestruck wonder
Holy tears and trembling in my bones
Your cross can shake my soul like thunder
Your wounded hands heal this heart of stone
Your wounded hands heal this heart of stone
[Verse 2]
The bravest one among us fears himself the most
But there's peace in the presence of Your Ghost
I'm trying to clothe my weakness to cover up my shame
It's only by Your blood that I am saved
I cast my guilt upon Your sacred bleeding head
Buried with You baptized in Your death
The shadow of Your wings is the safest place to hide
You are the Resurrection and the Life
[Chorus]
I lift my eyes up in awestruck wonder
Holy tears and trembling in my bones
Your cross can shake my soul like thunder
Your wounded hands heal this heart of stone
Your wounded hands heal this heart of stone
[Chorus]
I lift my eyes up in awestruck wonder
Holy tears and trembling in my bones
Your cross can shake my soul like thunder
Your wounded hands heal this heart of stone
Your wounded hands heal this heart of stone
