You are the holes in my hands |
You are the holes in My hands
You are the tear in My side
My blood is your life and I'm poured out
These scars I cannot hide
Come to Me all you weakened by hunger
Come to Me you pushed aside
Come to Me you spat upon and beaten
Come in to Me and hide
Come to Me all you homeless and friendless
Come to Me diseased and dieing
Come to Me all you violated, hated
Come to Me, come inside
Tim Jarvis © Passion Praise Music 2010 |