WOUND.
Praise ye the Lord: for it is good to sing praises unto our God.
He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.—Psalm cxlvii. 1, 3.
The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity: but a wounded spirit who can bear?—Proverbs, xviii. 14.
He was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.—Isaiah, liii. 5.
No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels,
No cure for such, till God, who makes them, heals.
And thou, sad sufferer under nameless ill,
That yields not to the touch of human skill,
Improve the kind occasion, understand
A Father’s frown, and kiss His chastening hand.
Cowper.
Come! said Jesus’ sacred voice,
Come, and make my ways your choice:
I will guide you to your home;
Weary pilgrim, hither come.
Ye, by fiercest anguish torn,
In strong remorse for guilt, who mourn;
Here repose your heavy care:
A wounded spirit who can bear?
Mrs. Barbauld.
Saviour! all the stone remove
From my flinty, frozen heart;
Thaw it with the beams of love,
Pierce it with Thy mercy’s dart:
Wound the heart that wounded Thee;
Break it in Gethsemane!
Hart.
Angels rejoice in Jesu’s grace,
And vie with man’s more favoured race,
The blood that did for us atone,
Conferred on them some gift unknown;
Their joy through Jesu’s pains abounds,
They triumph by his glorious wounds.
C. Wesley.