Christ the Healer
Him we behold the healer of repute
Carrying power that is not minute
So compassionate is He that He shows mercy
On the down trodden whose lives are messy
In His stripes there is healing
For all those who are willing
Oh! How He bore our grief
So that our pains may be brief
Our condition He knows
Its correction He vows
His blood which was allowed to spill
Is bringing and working healing still
Having paid the full price of our debt on the cross
He has given us Himself in the place of our loss
In Christ we find oasis
In our time of crisis
Christ is the light that now glows
Having dealt the devil great blows
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