My King has got scars on His hands
My King has got scars on His hands
His risen body forever marked
My King has got scars on His hands
My King has got scars on His hands
My King has got scars on His hands
My Lord, my God, I know who You are
I know by the scars on Your hands

My King is acquainted with grief
My King is acquainted with grief
He won't recoil when in sorrow I weep
My King is acquainted with grief
My King is the servant of all
My King is the servant of all
He humbly kneels and washes our feet
My King is the slave of us all

My Lord, my God, I know who You are
I know by the scars on Your hands
I know who You are