Disrespected and ridiculed,
poked and made fun of
for me Jesus was affronted
in the name of eternal love.
Bruised for my rebellion,
cursed and spit upon
for my own wickedness
Jesus was beaten on.
Wounded for my sins,
whipped and lashed
for my transgressions
Jesus was slashed.
Pierced and stabbed,
on the cross He hung
because of me insults
on Jesus were slung.
My punishment He took,
my peace, He sealed
tis why by His stripes
today I am healed!
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Isaiah 53:5
“But he was wounded for our transgressions,
he was bruised for our iniquities:
the chastisement of our peace was upon him;
and with his stripes we are healed.
King James Version
by Public Domain
Copyright 2015
Deborah Ann Belka
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