A MAN OF SORROW

Having no attractiveness at all

found about Him in our eyes.

Oh how we did reject Him

for Him did we despise.

A man of sorrow He was

acquainted with the bitterest grief,

we turned our backs on Him

with no offer of any relief.

When it was that He went by,

we all looked the other way.

He was despised and we didn't care

nor had any objection to say.

Though our sorrows weighed Him down

along with the grief He bore,

we thought His troubles the punishment

that His own sin was for.

But it was that wounded

and also bruised was He

for the sins of us alone

that we should then not be.

Chastised so we might have peace,

lashed that we could be healed.

After we strayed so far away,

'twas His fate that was sealed.

We who left the paths of God

for those of our own to follow

cared not of the bitter grief

the Son of Man would swallow.

For the guilt and sins

of each and every one

of us were laid on Him,

God's beloved and faithful Son.

Silent before all the ones

who were condemning Him there,

from prison to trial was led

where no mercy would they declare.

But none among those people

who were there that day

realized it was their sins

for which the Son would pay.

That He would suffer our punishment,

it was us He was dying for,

was going to the grave a criminal

when it was our debt He bore.

Who'd never spoken an evil word,

there was no wrong He'd done,

then was buried and there He layed

God's One and Only Son.

All that my righteous Servant

shall then make many to be

counted as righteous before God

for all of heaven to see!

Teresa Marie   2/8/11   -Based on Isaiah 53