Jesus Story (Isaiah 53)

He was wounded for my transgressions, He was bruised for my iniquities
The chastisement of my peace was
Upon Him and with his stripes I am healed

He was wounded for my transgressions, He was bruised for my iniquities
The chastisement of my peace was
Upon Him and with his stripes I am healed

He was despised
Rejected acquainted with grief but we esteemed him not
He was oppressed
Afflicted and carried our sorrows, but He didn't open his mouth

He was wounded for my transgressions
He was bruised for my iniquities
The chastisement of my peace was upon Him and with
His stripes I am healed, and with his stripes I am healed

He was despised
Rejected acquainted with grief but we esteemed him not
He was oppressed
Afflicted and carried our sorrows, but He didn't open his mouth

The chastisement of my peace was
Upon him and with His stripes I am healed
With His stripes I am healed
He was wounded for our transgressions
I am Healed
And bruised for our iniquities
With His stripes I am healed
He rose up again with all power
I am healed



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Writer(s): Lisa Louise Gilliam
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