Hast thou no scar? No hidded scar on foot, or side or hand? I hear thee psalm is mighty in the land. I hear them hail thy bright ascendant star Hast thou no scar? Hast thou no wound? Yet I was wounded my the archers spent Leaned me against a tree to die and rent by ravening beasts that compased me I swooned. Hast thou not wound? No wound, no scar. Yes says the master shall the servant be, and pierced are the feet that follow me. But thine are whole, can he have followed far who has no wound, no scar?
The above poem was transcribed from the tape listed. The format and a few words are my best guess.