My heart grieves to know that these

Haven't come to understand

That I suffered for their suff'rings  

And died that they might live again.

Take my healing to the nations   

Bind their broken hearts with love

Stretch my hand throughout creation     

With this message of my love: 

That I came to bring light in their darkness

And bring joy where there once was pain.

Take my healing to the nations;    

Bind their broken hearts with love. 

For the fields are ready for harvest

And the labourers, they're so few!

Countless millions still that I want to fill

But the task isn't mine to do.

I gave you my commandment go and preach good tidings of love;

For I finished the work on Calvary

And their healing's already been done.