Pierced Are My Hands They Dag Holes In My Feet
Wicked Men Have Numbered My Bones (2)

My God Why Have You Forsaken Me
You Are Far From The Cry Of My Distress
I Call By Day And You Give No Reply
I Call By Night And Find No Peace

Pierced Are My Hands They Dag Holes In My Feet
Wicked Men Have Numbered My Bones

Yet You O God Are Holy
Enthroned On The Praise Of Israel
In You Our Father Put Their Trust
They Trusted And You Set Them Free
When They Cried To You They Escaped
In You They Trusted And Never In Vain

Pierced Are My Hands They Dag Holes In My Feet
Wicked Men Have Numbered My Bones

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