Verso 1

He had no form or beauty
That we should even look at Him
Rejected and despised
Our faces turned away

Pré Refrão

But by His bruises we were healed

Refrão

And He was wounded
Because of our sin
The Suffering Servant
He was wounded
Because of our sin
He never deserved it
By His bruises we were healed

Verso 2

Surely He bore our grief
And carried all our suffering
Taking our punishment
And bringing us shalom

Pré Refrão

But by His bruises we were healed

Refrão

And He was wounded
Because of our sin
The Suffering Servant
He was wounded
Because of our sin
He never deserved it
By His bruises we were healed

Coro

By His bruises we were healed

Verso 3

Taken away to die
But silent as a lamb would be
It pleased the heart of God
To crush The Righteous One
The will of Adonai
To crush His only Son

Refrão

And He was wounded
Because of our sin
The Suffering Servant
He was wounded
Because of our sin
He never deserved it
By His bruises we were healed

Coro

By His bruises we were healed