Scars Tell the Story

Vs 1--
Christ bore the marks of sacrifice
when He paid sin's final price.
His scars told of His care
When His hands were pierced through
for the love of me and you--
that showed itself up there.
Oh, the scars tell the story of love.

Chorus--
The wounds tell the story
Of a King who left His glory
For men who'd fallen in sin
His scars portray the love
That He from above
gave to us to keep within.
Oh, the scars tell the story of love.

Vs 2-- This is what I started with, but I'm having that atrocious disease they call writer's block. care to help change this basic idea into something that matches the rhyming scheme of the first verse?

Where are your wounded hands?
where are your weary feet?
Where are the love scars
from when you bore your cross?
Live while you live,
but live your life for Him;
Have battle scars to show--
don't let your life be a loss.