He grew up humble
1We heard of him. [1]But who would believe what we heard?
Or the power of God within him? [2]
2He grew like a plant, a sprout from a root,
While the LORD watched as he grew.
He didn’t look important, royal, or majestic.
And he wasn’t attractive at all.
Bullseye on his back
3He became a target: despised, rejected,Well acquainted with suffering and pain.
We saw him as worthless.
So, we chose not to see him at all.
And we looked away when he came.
4He suffered for our sickness.
He carried our disease.
We said the fault was his alone,
God’s punishment for his crimes.
5He was wounded by our mistakes.
He was crushed by our sinful choices.
We were wrong. He paid the price.
His bruises are the marks of our cure.
We sinned, he paid
6We’re all like sheep wandering away,Nibbling ourselves into trouble.
But the LORD made him pay
For the trouble we caused
And the punishment we deserved.
7He was tortured and injured.
He didn’t complain.
He was led like a lamb to the slaughter.
Like a sheep in silence at the hands of the shearer,
He chose not to make a sound.
8Twisted justice ordered him killed.
Who could have predicted his future?
He was taken from the living,
Given to the dead,
For sins that God’s people committed.
9They buried him in a graveyard of sinners
In a tomb that was made for the rich. [3]
He was peaceful, non-violent, and honest.
He erased our guilt
10Yet the LORD chose to crush himAs an offering to erase our guilt. [4]
Still, this servant will see his descendants.
He’ll live a long and prosperous life.
11When the pain is gone, he’ll be pleased
When he sees what he has done.
This one good servant
Produces many good people
Whose sins are erased by his pain. [5]
12For what he does, he’ll be rewarded.
A champion’s share of the prize
For putting his life on the line.
We called him a sinner,
Though the sins were ours.
Now he pleads with God to forgive us.
