who
has believed our report
and to whom
is shown the arm of the lord
he grew up before him
like a tender shoot
a root out of dry ground
there was nothing attractive to draw us to him
he was despised and we did not care
like sheep we have all gone astray
and each of us has turned to his own way
he was oppressed and afflicted
but did not say a word
like a lamb that is led to the slaughter
like a sheep that before it's shivers is dumb
so he bridled his own tongue
surely he has born our sins
and surely
they were laid upon him
he was pierced for our transgression of toroth
crushed for our iniquities
the punishment that brought our peace was upon him
and by his stripes we are he healed
and by your stripes i am healed
heal