Isaiah 53:1-4

• [Isa 53:1] How Few Receive With Cordial Faith

  How few receive with cordial faith The tidings which we bring? How few have seen the arm revealed Of Heav’n’s eternal King? The Savior comes! no outward pomp Bespeaks His presence nigh; No earthly beauty shines in Him To draw the carnal eye. Fair as a beauteous tender flower Amidst the desert grows, So slighted by a rebel race The heav’nly Savior rose. Rejected and despised of men, Behold a Man of woe! Grief was His close companion still Through all His life below. Yet all the griefs He felt were ours, Ours were the woes He bore: Pangs, not His own, His spotless soul With bitter anguish tore. We held Him as condemned by Heav’n, An outcast from His God, While for our sins He groaned, He bled, Beneath His Father’s rod. His sacred blood hath washed our souls From sin’s polluted stain; His stripes have healed us, and His death Revived our souls again. We all, like sheep, had gone astray In ruin’s fatal road: On Him were our transgressions laid; He bore the mighty load. Wronged and oppressed how meekly He In patient silence stood! Mute, as the peaceful harmless lamb, When brought to shed its blood. Who can His generation tell? From prison see Him led! With impious show of law condemned, And numbered with the dead. ’Midst sinners low in dust He lay; The rich a grave supplied: Unspotted was His blameless life; Unstained by sin He died. Yet God shall raise His head on high, Though thus He brought Him low; His sacred offering, when complete, Shall terminate His woe. For, saith the Lord, My pleasure then Shall prosper in His hand; His shall a numerous offspring be, And still His honors stand. His soul, rejoicing, shall behold The purchase of His pain; And all the guilty whom He saved Shall bless Messiah’s reign. He with the great shall share the spoil, And baffle all His foes; Though ranked with sinners, here He fell, A Conqueror He rose. He died to bear the guilt of men, That sin might be forgiv’n: He lives to bless them and defend, And plead their cause in Heav’n.

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• [Isa 53:1] I’ve Believed The True Report

  I’ve believed the true report, Hallelujah to the Lamb! I have passed the outer court, O glory be to God! I am all on Jesus’ side, On the altar sanctified, To the world and sin I’ve died, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Refrain Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I have passed the riven veil, Where the glories never fail, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I am living in the presence of the King. I’m a king and priest to God, Hallelujah to the Lamb! By the cleansing of the blood, O glory be to God! By the Spirit’s power and light, I am living day and night, In the holiest place so bright, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Refrain I have passed the outer veil, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Which did once God’s light conceal, O glory be to God! But the blood has brought me in To God’s holiness so clean, Where there’s death to self and sin, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Refrain I’m within the holiest pale, Hallelujah to the Lamb! I have passed the inner veil, O glory be to God! I am sanctified to God By the power of the blood, Now the Lord is my abode, Hallelujah to the Lamb! Refrain

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• [Isa 53:1] Zion’s King Shall Reign Victorious

  Zion’s King shall reign victorious, All the earth shall own His sway; He will make His kingdom glorious, He will reign through endless day. What though none on earth assist Him, God requires not help from man; What though all the world resist Him, God will realize His plan. Nations now from God estrangèd, Then shall see a glorious light, Night to day shall then be changèd, Heaven shall triumph in the sight; See the ancient idols falling! Worshipped once, but now abhorred; Men on Zion’s King are calling, Zion’s King by all adored. Then shall Israel, long dispersèd, Mourning seek the Lord their God, Look on Him whom once they piercèd, Own and kiss the chastening rod; Then all Israel shall be savèd, War and tumult then shall cease, While the greater Son of David Rules a conquered world in peace.

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• [Isa 53:3] Ah, Holy Jesus

  Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended, That man to judge Thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by Thine own rejected, O most afflicted. Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon Thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone Thee. ’Twas I, Lord, Jesus, I it was denied Thee! I crucified Thee. Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; The slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; For man’s atonement, while he nothing heedeth, God intercedeth. For me, kind Jesus, was Thy incarnation, Thy mortal sorrow, and Thy life’s oblation; Thy death of anguish and Thy bitter passion, For my salvation. Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay Thee, I do adore Thee, and will ever pray Thee, Think on Thy pity and Thy love unswerving, Not my deserving.

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• [Isa 53:3] Hail, Thou Once Despised Jesus

  Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus! Hail, Thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, Thou universal Savior, who hast borne our sin and shame! By Thy merits we find favor; life is given through Thy Name. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, all our sins on Thee were laid; By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. Every sin may be forgiven through the virtue of Thy blood; Opened is the gate of Heaven, reconciled are we with God. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, there forever to abide; All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, seated at Thy Father’s side. There for sinners Thou art pleading; there Thou dost our place prepare; Thou for saints art interceding till in glory they appear. Worship, honor, power and blessing Christ is worthy to receive; Loudest praises, without ceasing, right it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits, bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sing of Jesus’ merits, help to chant Emmanuel’s praise!

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• [Isa 53:3] Hallelujah! What A Savior

  Man of Sorrows! what a name For the Son of God, who came Ruined sinners to reclaim. Hallelujah! What a Savior! Bearing shame and scoffing rude, In my place condemned He stood; Sealed my pardon with His blood. Hallelujah! What a Savior! Guilty, vile, and helpless we; Spotless Lamb of God was He; “Full atonement!” can it be? Hallelujah! What a Savior! Lifted up was He to die; “It is finished!” was His cry; Now in Heav’n exalted high. Hallelujah! What a Savior! When He comes, our glorious King, All His ransomed home to bring, Then anew His song we’ll sing: Hallelujah! What a Savior!

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• [Isa 53:3] It Is Finished! Man Of Sorrows

  “It is finished!” Man of Sorrows! From Thy cross our frailty borrows Strength to bear and conquer thus. While extended there, we view Thee: Mighty Suff’rer, draw us to Thee, Sufferer victorious! Not in vain for us uplifted: Man of Sorrows, wonder gifted May that sacred emblem be. Lifted high amid the ages: Guide of heroes, saints, and sages, May it guide us still to Thee. Still to Thee, whose love unbounded Sorrow’s depth’s for us has sounded, Perfected by conflicts sore. Honored be Thy cross forever: Star, that points our high endeavor, Whither Thou hast gone before!

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• [Isa 53:3] Lord Is Come!, The

  The Lord is come! On Syrian soil, The child of poverty and toil; The Man of Sorrows, born to know Each varying shade of human woe: His joy, His glory, to fulfill, In earth and Heav’n, His Father’s will; On lonely mount, by festive board, On bitter cross, despised, adored. The Lord is come! In Him we trace The fullness of God’s truth and grace; Throughout those words and acts divine Gleams of th’eternal splendor shine; And from His inmost Spirit flow, As from a height of sunlit snow, The rivers of perennial life, To heal and sweeten nature’s strife. The Lord is come! In every heart Where truth and mercy claim apart; In every land where right is might, And deeds of darkness shun the light; In every church where faith and love Lift earthward thoughts to things above; In every holy, happy home, We bless Thee, Lord, that Thou hast come.

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• [Isa 53:3] My Crucified Savior

  My crucified Savior, despised and contemned, Thou innocent victim for sinners condemned, Thy garments are blood-stained, Thy spirit doth groan, In agony prostrate, Thou suff’rest alone. Thou weepest and moanest in conflict and prayer, And writhest in agony, pain and despair; In thirty years’ anguish our path Thou hast trod, And diest at last to redeem us to God. Our Savior thus finished God’s plan with our race, And laid the foundation for pardon and grace. And then rose triumphant, the conquering Lord, Appeased the Creator and mankind restored. Restored to the bliss that was lost in the fall, Yea, greater, for Jesus prepared for us all Eternal salvation and mansions above; Come, poor, burdened sinners, rejoice in His love. Yea, come, trembling sinner, come just as thou art, Thy cares and thy sorrows to Jesus impart; In Him seek salvation from death and the grave, For Jesus is willing and mighty to save.

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• [Isa 53:3] O Dearest Jesus

  O dearest Jesus, what law hast Thou broken That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken? Of what great crime hast Thou to make confession— What dark transgression? They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, they scourge Thee; With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee; They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry Thee; They crucify Thee. Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish? It is my sins for which Thou, Lord, must languish; Yea, all the wrath, the woe, Thou dost inherit, This I do merit. What punishment so strange is suffered yonder! The Shepherd dies for sheep that loved to wander; The Master pays the debt His servants owe Him, Who would not know Him. The sinless Son of God must die in sadness; The sinful child of man may live in gladness; Man forfeited his life and is acquitted— God is committed. There was no spot in me by sin untainted; Sick with sin’s poison, all my heart had fainted; My heavy guilt to hell had well-nigh brought me, Such woe it wrought me. O wondrous love, whose depth no heart hath sounded, That brought Thee here, by foes and thieves surrounded! All worldly pleasures, heedless, I was trying While Thou wert dying. O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory! How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous story? How shall I find some worthy gifts to proffer? What dare I offer? For vainly doth our human wisdom ponder— Thy woes, Thy mercy, still transcend our wonder. Oh, how should I do aught that could delight Thee! Can I requite Thee? Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee; I will renounce whate’er doth vex or grieve Thee And quench with thoughts of Thee and prayers most lowly All fires unholy. But since my strength will nevermore suffice me To crucify desires that still entice me, To all good deeds, oh, let Thy Spirit win me And reign within me! I’ll think upon Thy mercy without ceasing, That earth’s vain joys to me no more be pleasing; To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor Henceforth forever. Whate’er of earthly good this life may grant me, I’ll risk for Thee; no shame, no cross, shall daunt me; I shall not fear what man can do to harm me Nor death alarm me. But worthless is my sacrifice, I own it; Yet, Lord, for love’s sake Thou wilt not disown it; Thou wilt accept my gift in Thy great meekness Nor shame my weakness. And when, dear Lord, before Thy throne in Heaven To me the crown of joy at last is given, Where sweetest hymns Thy saints forever raise Thee, I, too, shall praise Thee.

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• [Isa 53:3] What Grace, O Lord, And Beauty Shone

  What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone Around Thy steps below! What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe. For, ever on Thy burdened heart A weight of sorrow hung; Yet no ungentle, murmuring word Escaped Thy silent tongue. Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove; Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love. O give us hearts to love like Thee! Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for others’ sins than all The wrongs that we receive. One with Thyself, may every eye In us, Thy brethren, see The gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord, with Thee.

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• [Isa 53:4] Stricken, Smitten, And Afflicted

  Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, See Him dying on the tree! ’Tis the Christ by man rejected; Yes, my soul, ’tis He, ’tis He! ’Tis the long expected prophet, David’s Son, yet David’s Lord; Proofs I see sufficient of it: ’Tis a true and faithful Word. Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, Was there ever grief like His? Friends through fear His cause disowning, Foes insulting his distress: Many hands were raised to wound Him, None would interpose to save; But the deepest stroke that pierced Him Was the stroke that Justice gave. Ye who think of sin but lightly, Nor suppose the evil great, Here may view its nature rightly, Here its guilt may estimate. Mark the Sacrifice appointed! See Who bears the awful load! ’Tis the Word, the Lord’s Anointed, Son of Man, and Son of God. Here we have a firm foundation, Here the refuge of the lost. Christ the Rock of our salvation, Christ the Name of which we boast. Lamb of God for sinners wounded! Sacrifice to cancel guilt! None shall ever be confounded Who on Him their hope have built.

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• [Isa 53:4] When The Burden Bearer Came

  On a desert wild and lonely, Where no hope I dared to claim, I was troubled, sad and lonely, When the Burden Bearer came. Refrain Christ the Burden Bearer came, Hallelujah to His Name! All my sins He rolled away, Now rejoicing every day, I am trusting in the Savior’s precious love. On a desert wild and lonely, How He gently said to me, “I have purchased thy salvation, I have borne the cross for thee.” Refrain Praise to Him whose grace redeemed me, From the death that never dies; I shall tell the blessèd story, When I meet Him in the skies. Refrain

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