How could I have known
Our King looked normal
Nothing was special about Him
I thought
Bruised and beaten
"He brought it upon Himself"
While all along He got broken
So I could be whole
"No one knows my pain"
He knew it first-hand
He knew pain until death
It was my pain
He was punished
Now I can have peace
It was what God had in mind all along
To crush Him with pain
He looked death in the face
And didn't flinch
The thought of me
Made Him endure
I have access to the Spirit
Because He exposed Himself to death
He took up the cause
For all the black sheep
Now the only scars in Heaven
Will be His own
(Read Isaiah 53 in Message, Amplified, KJV and NIV)
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