[Verse 1] He came without beauty, no crown on his brow No one paid attention, just silence and how The pain took his shape, the sorrow his skin We turned our backs, said “don’t let him in” [Verse 2] They say he was crushed for the sins of the crowd Pierced for the weight we weren’t allowed He opened not his mouth, like a lamb at the gate But did he forgive, or just carry the weight? [Chorus] By his wounds, are we healed? Or just taught to kneel? If pain redeems, is joy a lie? Was it justice... or just goodbye? By his wounds... do we feel? [Verse 3] He bore what he didn’t deserve, they claim And somehow, that cleared away all our blame But if one man’s suffering wipes the slate Why are we still so good at hate? [Bridge] Was it love, or was it law? A cosmic price, a fatal flaw? If God demands a bleeding son Is mercy real... or just begun? [Chorus] By his wounds, are we healed? Or taught that silence seals the deal? If blood can cleanse, then who decides Whose pain is holy, and whose just hides? By his wounds... are we healed?
