Gordon Mote

Wounded Hands

Gordon Mote


Tom: C

C

[Verse]
              C
With hopes and dreams completely crumbled
        F               C
My life was built on sinking sand
      Am                 F
bowed beneath the weight of sorrow
      C
Till I was touched by wounded hands
       F              C
Wounded hands of the Saviour
      F                    Am
Gently took this shattered heart
G         C     F      C
and every broken piece was mended
F  C           G          C        F   C   G     C
by the hands that held the scars
C                F      C
Darkness held the cross of suffering
            F                  C
where grace would answer sins demands
    Am                F
My accounts completely settled
           C       G        C
The price was paid by wounded hands
         F           C
Wounded hands of the Saviour
       F                   Am     G
Gently took this shattered heart
          C     F      C
and every broken piece was mended

[Interlude]
F C   F   C   Am    F   C  G  C

[Verse]
F      C       G        C          F C
by the hands that held the scars
     F               C
Wounded hands of the Saviour
       F                   Am    G
Gently took this shattered heart
          C    F       C
and every broken piece was mended
F  C        G                    C
by the hands that held the scars