| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Hymns and Sacred Poems.
II. Touched with a Feeling of Our Infirmities | | By Cecil Frances Alexander (1823–1895) |
| | | WHEN, wounded sore, the stricken soul | |
| Lies bleeding and unbound, | |
| One only hand, a piercèd hand, | |
| Can salve the sinner’s wound. | |
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| When sorrow swells the laden breast, | 5 |
| And tears of anguish flow, | |
| One only heart, a broken heart, | |
| Can feel the sinner’s woe. | |
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| When penitence has wept in vain, | |
| Over some foul, dark spot, | 10 |
| One only stream, a stream of blood, | |
| Can wash away the blot. | |
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| Jesus, Thy blood can wash us white; | |
| Thy hand bring sure relief; | |
| Thy heart is touched with all our joys, | 15 |
| And feeleth for our grief. | |
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| Uplift Thy bleeding hand, O Lord, | |
| Unseal that cleansing tide; | |
| We have no shelter from our sin | |
| But in Thy wounded side. | 20 | | | |
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