“In doing this, Jesus fulfilled the prophecy of Isaiah: He put upon himself our weaknesses, and he carried away our diseases and made us well.” Matthew 8:17 TPT

Isaiah spoke about You Lord
Spoke about Your coming
Described Your crucifixion
And the reason for it happening
Sin had gripped our hearts
Taken us astray
Made us weak and ill
Open to daemonic pray

But You took our sin, our weaknesses
Into Your death on the cross
Carried away our illnesses
And by Your stripes we are healed

Isaiah called You servant
One who came to save the lost
And the price for sin and sickness
You would pay for on the cross
You came to restore
God’s image in us
To give us His perfection
Through Your resurrection

So You took our sin, our weaknesses
Into Your death on the cross
Carried away our illnesses
And by Your stripes we are healed

You could not take just our sin
And simply leave us broken
With hearts and minds and bodies
Damaged by sins burden
For that would not be loving
Would not justify Your suffering
Your love would seek to make us whole
To complete our healing

So You took our sin, our weaknesses
Into Your death on the cross
Carried away our illnesses
And by Your stripes we are healed

Your power to achieve this
Our salvation from all sin
And our complete healing
Making us whole again
You displayed daily
Wherever You went
To demonstrate Your kingdom
Was heaven sent

So You took our sin, our weaknesses
Into Your death on the cross
Carried away our illnesses
And by Your stripes we are healed

I come to You daily Lord
To experience Your salvation
To know the freedom from sin
You so dearly paid for
And to be healed, made whole
By the stripes that You bore
To live as God‘s kingdom child
And give You all the glory

For You took our sin, our weaknesses
Into Your death on the cross
Carried away our illnesses
And by Your stripes we are healed

I seek to live You Lord
So others experience Your salvation
Know the freedom from sin
You so dearly paid for
So they can be healed, made whole
By the stripes that You bore
And live as God‘s children
To bring You all the glory

For You took our sin, our weaknesses
Into Your death on the cross
Carried away our illnesses
And by Your stripes we are healed