This Is He

They've seen His face.
They've seen His wonders.
They've seen His touch restore the sick,
But still they're waiting.
For they don't see Him,
Don't truly see Him.
But I have seen
And I believe
That this is He.

They've heard His words.
They've heard His teachings.
They've heard a voice from heaven speak,
But still they're waiting.
For they don't hear Him,
Don't truly hear Him.
But I have heard
And I believe
That this is He.
He fed five thousand men with little bread,
But once their mouths were filled, they cared not what He said.
They bring their sick,
They beg them healed,
And still they pray that their Redeemer be revealed.
He has declared
He is Messiah!
And He has bid them come and see,
But they won't follow.
For they don't know Him,
Don't truly know Him.
But I know Him...
Yes, I know and I believe that
This is He.
They've seen His wonders
they've heard His teachings.
And all these testify of Him,
That this is He
He is despised and rejected of men;
a man of sorrows, and acquainted with
Grief. Surely he hath borne our
griefs, and carried our sorrows; yet we did
Esteem him stricken, smitten of God,
and afflicted. 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.