Wounded Soldier - Steve Green

See all the wounded

Hear all their desperate cries for help

Pleading for shelter and for peace

Our comrades are suffering

Come let us meet them at their need

Don’t let a wounded soldier die

Come let us pour the oil

Come let us bind their hurt

Let’s cover them with a blanket of His love

Come let us break the bread

Come let us give them rest

Let’s minister to healing to them

Don’t let another wounded soldier die

Obeying their orders

They fought on the front lines for our King

Capturing the enemy’s stronghold

Weakened from battle

Satan crept in to steal their lives

Don’t let a wounded soldier die