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Surely, He has borne our griefs,
As He carried our sorrows;
Yet we esteemed Him in beliefs,
Afflicted to our tomorrows.
He was pierced for the transgressions,
Crushed for our iniquities;
Chastisement for the aggressions,
Tempted from immoralities.
We are like sheep who went astray,
Iniquity was laid on Him;
Since everyone turned away,
In strife that made all things look grim.
He was oppressed and afflicted,
A lamb as led to the slaughter;
Silence as He was convicted,
And causing a bloody water.
Judgement given taken away,
Oppressed for His generation;
For those living who disobey,
And stricken for their transgression.
With the wicked they made His grave,
With a rich man upon his death;
And no violence did He crave,
No deceit had come from His breath.
It was in the will of the Lord,
The Father had put Him to grief;
Offering of guilt is ignored,
Confessing through their own belief.
Out of the anguish of His soul,
He shall see and be satisfied;
Righteously and under control,
The reasons being crucified.
He will divide Him with others,
He divides the spoil for the strong;
Bore sin of sisters and brothers,
Making intercession belong.
Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer
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