Words by: Horatious Bonar
Music by: Justin Ruddy

Surely Christ thy griefs hath borne,
Weeping soul no longer mourn:
View him bleeding on the tree;
Pouring out his life for thee;
There thy ev’ry sin he bore,
Weeping souls lament no more
Weeping souls lament no more

All thy crimes on him were laid,
See upon his blameless head;
Wrath its utmost vengeance pours,
Due to my offence and yours;
Wounded in our stead, he is
Bruised for our iniquities
Bruised for our iniquities

Chorus
Cast thy guilty soul on him,
Find him mighty to redeem:
At his feet thy burden lay,
Look thy doubts and cares away:
Now by faith the Son embrace,
Plead his promise, trust his grace.
Plead his promise, trust his grace.

Weary sinner keep thine eyes,
On the atoning sacrifice:
There the incarnate Deity,
Numbered with transgressors see;
There his Father’s absence mourns,
Nailed and bruised
And crowned with thorns.
Nailed and bruised
And crowned with thorns.

Bridge
Lord, thy arm must be revealed!
Ere I can by faith be healed!
Since I scarce can look to thee
Cast a gracious eye on me.