Mark 7:27, Isaiah 53:5, 1 Peter 2:24
VERSE 1
I’ve wandered through the darkest maze
Seeking peace in shattered days
But healing flows when I take His hand
Not in oil or man’s command
PRE-CHORUS
I don’t have to strive or fear
His love was poured out here
At the cross, His mercy gave
Healing’s mine—He’s already saved
CHORUS
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor’s end
VERSE 2
When doubt is near and winds blow cold
His voice says, “Child, be bold”
Healing’s not some distant shore
It’s in His love forevermore
PRE-CHORUS
I don’t have to strive or fear
His love was poured out here
At the cross, His mercy gave
Healing’s mine—He’s already saved
CHORUS
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor’s end
BRIDGE
In every scar, His victory’s won
Each tear a story of grace begun
He makes the broken whole
And writes His mercy on my soul
In every scar, His victory’s won
Each tear a story of grace begun
He makes the broken whole
And writes His mercy on my soul
CHORUS
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor’s end
By His stripes, I rise again
And through His love, a victor’s end
By His stripes, I rise again
And through His love, a victor’s end