Rob McCullough - With His Stripes Lyrics

He is, despised and rejected of men
A man of sorrows, acquainted with grief
And we hid as it were, our faces from Him
He was despised, we esteemed Him not
Surely He has borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows
Yet we did esteem Him stricken, smitten of God and afflicted
But He was wounded, for our transgressions
He was bruised, for our iniquities

All we, like sheep, have gone astray
We have turned, every one to His own way
And the Lord has laid on Him, the iniquity, of us all
Surely He has borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows
Yet we did esteem Him stricken, smitten of God and afflicted
But He was wounded, for our transgressions
He was bruised, for our iniquities

The chastisement for our peace, oh, it was upon Him
And with His stripes, we are healed
Oh we are healed
Yes we are healed
Oh we are healed

Amen Amen Amen