God Forsaken

The whipping You suffered so my wounds are whole

You took all my pain on Yourself

The bruises You bore helped to buy back my soul, Oh

My sin separated You from…

 

Our God of love

My God, my God forsaken for us

My God

 

The mocking, the scorning, despising You Lord

Temptation to doubt who you were

The shame that You carried now carries us all, Oh

You took it and proved who You are…

 

And by His stripes we are healed

What’s due to us has been nailed to the cross

And by His stripes we are healed

We know who we are now accepted by God…

 

Our God of love

My God, my God of mercy and love

My God

 

(c) Sharon Colman, 2017 (Isaiah 53)

sharon@livingstream.net