There is a balm in Gilead
To make the wounded whole
There is a balm in Gilead
To heal the sin-sick soul

Sometimes I feel discouraged
And think my work's in vain
But then the Holy Spirit
Revives my soul again

There is a balm in Gilead
To make the wounded whole
There is a balm in Gilead
To heal the sin-sick soul

There is a balm in Gilead
To make the wounded whole
There is a balm in Gilead
To heal, to heal, to heal, to heal, oh

There is a balm in Gilead
To heal the sin-sick soul