Wounded sore the stricken soul
Lies bleeding and unbound
Tears of anguish flow
The broken heart of woe
Feels for all our grief
Broken heart and downcast eyes
Bound by many a chain
Heart weary, restless soul
Peace long sought
The calm of hills above
Shattered and bruised soul
Witching pleasures of vain world charm
Sore affliction and fear
Till the day breaks
And shadows flee
O paradise! O paradise!
Crave for your rest
Seeking for joyous land
In most holy sight
Of celestial realm
