Paroles de Scars On His Hands

My king has got scars on his hands, my king has got scars on his hands His risen body for – ever marked My king has got scars on his hands my king has got scars on his hands My king has got scars on his hands My lord my God I know who you are, I know by the scars on your hands My king is acquainted with grief, my king is ac – quainted with grief He won’t recoil when in sorrow I weep, my king is acquainted with grief My king is the servant of all, my king is the servant of all He humbly kneels and washes our feet, my king is the slave of us all