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🔔Subscribe! 🔔 © 2026 Aris Angel Music. All Rights Reserved. Στίχοι: Aris Angel Music & Voice: AI Lord, does it hurt? Now, in this very moment, does it sting? I gaze upon Your gashes and I wonder, I see the scars and know the love You bring — But Lord, does it still hurt? I know Your body rose, death’s chains are broken, Yet in Your hands, the hollows still remain. The iron’s path, the holes —a silent token of nails I drove, of grief I gave, of pain. My own hands caused this stain. Lord, does it hurt? I gaze upon Your gashes and I wonder, I see the scars and know the love You bring — But Lord, does it still hurt? I know You walk among us, spirit-bright, But on Your feet, the hollows stay the same. The cross’s imprint, shadows in the light, The scars I gave You, engraved there with my name. I am the one to blame. Lord, does it hurt? I gaze upon Your gashes and I wonder, I see the scars and know the love You bring — But Lord, does it still hurt? I look upon Your side, the opened skin, Where once the spear-tip found its heavy way. Where blood and water flowed to wash my sin, That wound was mine —the price I couldn't pay, I gave it to You that day. Lord, does it hurt? I gaze upon Your gashes and I wonder, I see the scars and know the love You bring — But Lord, does it still hurt? You stood before Thomas, baring every trace, You showed the iron's bite, the jagged line. “Reach out your hand,” You said with steady grace, To touch the side that took the blow for mine. Oh God, Your risen form, so pure, divine — Was mapped in wounds, by design. Lord, does it hurt? I gaze upon Your gashes and I wonder, I see the scars and know the love You bring — But Lord, does it still hurt? And now in Heaven’s height, the Lion stands, The King of Judah, fierce in majesty. Yet still the Slain Lamb rests within Your hands, The stricken Lamb, for all the world to see. Is the Lamb still in pain for me? Lord, does it hurt? I gaze upon Your gashes and I wonder, I see the scars and know the love You bring — But Lord, does it still hurt? Lord, does it hurt? Do You feel the cross today, upon Your soul? You King upon a throne of burning gold, Yet still I wonder if the pain stays whole. Yet still I wonder if the pain stays whole.