1 I have read in His word how the blessed Savior came
To this world, and He died on the tree;
There my Savior and Lord, yes, my Prophet, Priest, and King—
He was bruised and was wounded for me.

Refrain:
He was wounded for me, He was wounded for me,
Christ the Savior was wounded for me;
For my sins and transgressions, O my Lord, this my plea,
That Jesus, my Savior, was wounded for me.

2 Oh, my soul, stand in awe, see what anguish He has borne,
In the garden alone, all for thee;
There was nothing of earth for thy sins that could atone,
Then He died, yes, He died there for me. [Refrain]

3 Now I bow at His feet, and the story I repeat,
Of His love that has reached even me;
I will praise His great name, and shall never cease to sing,
That my Savior was wounded for me. [Refrain]