Lord, help me see the wounded people
Who will cross my path this day;
For I know that they are many,
Help me see them, Lord, I pray.
There are those that seem so cheerful,
Yet You see their hidden wounds;
They bear the scars of battles,
Help me, Lord, to see them too.
And today when I encounter
Some who seem to be unkind,
Help me see the pain they're hiding,
Help me, Lord, their wounds to bind.
©1991 J M McIntosh
He heals the brokenhearted and binds
up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3)