Great Southern Land
Worship
Lyrics by Barbara Tipper
All rights reserved © 2002.
Contact me if the Spirit gives you the music to these words. I'm looking for a composer collaborator.
Our Great Physician’s touch
A healing balm of love
Whose empathy is such
His Son came from above
Pure, flawless, never marred
Like a sacrificial dove
Bore curses, cuts, was scared
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