By His wounds

I chased the world, ran wild and free, Drank deep from dreams that weren’t meant for me. My heart was cold, I lived for the thrill, Till Your grace broke through, and my soul stood still. By His wounds, I’m healed, His love set me free, Pierced for my sins, He’s my victory. His peace is my home, through His blood I’m whole, Chased the world, found His love, it saved my soul! I wore my pride, thought I’d never fall, Built walls so high, ignored Your call. Isaiah fifty-three, Your pain took my shame, Your cross lit my heart with a holy flame. By His wounds, I’m healed, His love set me free, Pierced for my sins, He’s my victory. His peace is my home, through His blood I’m whole, Chased the world, found His love, it saved my soul! Crushed for my guilt, He bore all my pain, His mercy poured down like a cleansing rain. Forgiven, redeemed, now His grace I sing, His love lifts my heart to the King of kings! No chains hold me now, I’m free in His light, His scars gave me hope in my darkest night. His sacrifice called me, His blood made me new, My Savior’s love is forever true. By His wounds, I’m healed, His love set me free, Pierced for my sins, He’s my victory. His peace is my home, through His blood I’m whole, Chased the world, found His love, it saved my soul! By His wounds, I’m healed, His mercy’s my song, His love is my strength, in His arms I belong. No shame, no fear, His grace makes me free, Chased the world, found His love, it rescued me!