On the Cross crucified In great sorrow my Saviour died Oh the Giver of so much life was He. Yet my Lord was despised and rejected of men Oh this Jesus of Calvary He was wounded for our transgression He was bruised for our iniquities Surely he bought our sorrows And by His stripes we are healed. Came the leper that day to Christ Saying surely I know That Thou, Lord can make me whole And when his great faith was seen, Jesus said "Yes, I will." Touched him and made him clean. He was wounded for our transgression He was bruised for our iniquities Surely he bought our sorrows And by His stripes we are healed. And by His stripes we are healed.