The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling, a scrubby plant in a parched field.*
Jesus There was nothing attractive about Him, nothing to cause us to take a second look.
Jesus He was looked down on and passed over, a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand.
Jesus One look at Him and people turned away. We looked down on Him, thought he was scum.
Jesus But the fact is, it was our pains He carried— our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us.
Jesus We thought He brought it on Himself, that God was punishing Him for His own failures.
Jesus But it was our sins that did that to Him, that ripped and tore and crushed Him—our sins!
Jesus He took the punishment, and that made us whole. Through hHis bruises we get healed.
Jesus We’re all like sheep who’ve wandered off and gotten lost. We’ve all done our own thing, gone our own way. And God has piled all our sins, everything we’ve done wrong, on Him, on Him. (*Isaiah 53:1-6 The Message)
Jesus. All Jesus!