Testo di Isaiah 53

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 CHORUS: 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 CHORUS (repeat)