He was wounded for our transgressions
And by His stripes, we are healed
All we like sheep have gone astray
We've turned everyone to his own way
And God laid all our iniquity on Him
Like a lamb, they led Him out
Yet He opened not His mouth
And His precious blood poured out
An offering for sin
He was wounded for our transgressions
He was bruised for our iniquities
Our punishment was upon Him
And by His stripes, we are healed
He had no beauty or majesty
Clothed in lowly humanity
And though we saw Him
We could not see
The glory of His grace
But every law was satisfied
The moment He laid down His life
The power of death was destroyed
The price was paid
He was wounded for our transgressions
He was bruised for our iniquities
Our punishment was upon Him
And by His stripes, we are healed
He was wounded for our transgressions
He was bruised for our iniquities
Our punishment was upon Him
And by His stripes, we are healed
And by His stripes, we are healed
Isaiah 53 was written by Steve Millikan & Ray Boltz.
Isaiah 53 was produced by Steve Millikan.