I think it goes like this---
At work, at meals, at prayer or play those mangled palms I see
And the same sad voice keeps whispering
"these hands were pierced for thee".

For me, sweet Lord, for me?

Yea, even so ungrateful child
These hands were pierced for thee.

I REMEMBER THIS FROM MY SEMINARY DAYS IN ALABAMA. Don't remember the title. Anyone familiar with it



TWO HANDS HAVE HAUNTED ME FOR DAYS, TWO HANDS OF SLENDER SHAPE
ALL CRUSHED AND TORN AS IN A PRESS, IS BRUISED THE PURPLE GRAPE.......
For me
Great God for me?
Yea enter in my love, my lamb, these hands were pierced for thee
........