For my life is spent with grief, and my years with
sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones waste
He is despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and acquainted
with grief, and we hid, as it were, our faces from Him; He was despised
and we did not esteem Him. Surely He has borne our griefs and carried
our sorrows; yet we esteemed Him stricken, smitten by God, and
Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise Him; He hath put him to
grief. When You make His soul an offering for sin, He shall see His
seed, He shall prolong His days, and the pleasure of the Lord shall
prosper in His hand.
And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, by whom you were sealed for
the day of redemption.