By His Wounds (Isaiah 53)
By His Wounds (Isaiah 53)
Karen Itzel, Shannon Itzel, Bill Itzel Man of sorrows born for grief, He bore the sins of enemies Smitten by His Holy Father, Crushed for our iniquities Had no beauty to desire Him, Had no stately majesty He was hated and rejected, Portrait of humility Prechorus Who has believed what he’s heard? To whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed? Chorus He is worthy of all All the honor and glory and praise He is worthy of all I fall on my face amazed Like a lamb led to the slaughter, In silence took my shame Pouring out His soul to death, He Bore my sin and took my blame By His wounds that pierced so deeply, I am made clean by His blood Now I need not pay for my sins, Still I owe Him all my love Prechorus chorus Time has passed from that arena, On a hill in Palestine But the mocking has grown bolder, As we near the finish line But one day the hand of mercy, Reaching down, will fall away Their mocking silenced, when they see the Lamb enthroned in King’s array Prechorus 2 Have you believed what you’ve heard? The mercy and grace of the Lord is revealed chorus chorus |