I'm wondering if there's a balm in Gilead
Can it heal every wound that I've ever had?
Can it break the chains?
Can it find its way down where it's really bad?
Can it give me strength
So I can make it to the end?
I'm wondering if there's a balm in Gilead
Does it come for free?
Cause I've got nothing in my hands
Can it cauterize, can it sterilize
All the bleeding and bring me back?
Can it stop the noise
From all the voices in my head?
God, I need Your oil
Pour it out on me
Lead me to the water
Teach me how to drink
Restore my soul
Restore my soul
Restore my soul
I'm finding out there's a balm in Gilead
It has the face of a lion
And bleeds just like a lamb
It breaks the spell, it sends back to hell
Everything that I'm up against
And when I forget it
Reminds me again just who I am
God, I need Your oil
Won't You pour it out on me?
And lead me to the water
And teach me how to drink
Restore my soul
Restore my soul
Restore my soul, my soul
My soul, my soul
From my head to my toes
There is One who makes me whole
The great physician righting wrongs
He can't drain Gilead of its balm
Let it run and overflow, deep into my bones
Restore my soul
Restore my soul
Restore my soul
My soul, my soul
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