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