Wounded One (Live)

Worthy is the Lamb who was slain The One who broke down the great wall of enmity, and gave me His name How gracious is My redeemer, King Jesus, the Son of the Highest What could I possibly give to You, but the fragrance of my Hallelu—jah, Hallelu—jah Hallelu—jah, Hallelu—jah Holy is the Man of Sorrows Destroying the works of the evil one, all with Your own blood And mercies before and behind You, such beauty all around You And how could I ever repay You, but with the fragrance of my Hallelu—jah, Hallelu—jah Hallelu—jah, Hallelu—jah Praise be to the Wounded One Glory and honor to the Son We ascribe worth and give love to You Lord Let the fragrance of our love go forth We lift our gaze, we lift our gaze We lift our gaze, we lift our gaze (repeat) You are higher Praise be to the Wounded One Glory and honor to the Son We ascribe worth and give love to You Lord Let the fragrance of our love go forth We pour our love on You In the middle of the night (repeat)