a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief.
We turned our backs on him and looked the other way.
He was despised, and we did not care.
it was our sorrows* that weighed him down.
And we thought his troubles were a punishment from God,
a punishment for his own sins!
crushed for our sins.
He was beaten so we could be whole.
He was whipped so we could be healed.
We have left God’s paths to follow our own.
Yet the Lord laid on him
the sins of us all.
53:4 Or Yet it was our sicknesses he carried; / it was our diseases.