Battle Wounds

His hands are wounded
His side is pierced
Not because He cannot heal them
But because they are His

How else would we recognize
The man who saved our lives?

He suffered so we wouldn’t have to
But without the scars,
We wouldn’t know

Without the scars,
He would just be a man
We would not know Him

The painful reminder
Of the terror of sin, of pain, of death
Is the only way we know
Our Savior

Our battle wounds
Tell us who we are
How strong we are
That we overcome

Our scars show our strength
We fight, we fall,
But we get back up
We will not be conquered

He who defeated death
Will lead us into battle
We need not be afraid
When we fall
When we are hurt
Our wounds will match His
And we will know who we are

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