Good Friday Yet it was our pain that he bore, our sufferings he endured. We thought of him as stricken, struck down by God and afflicted, But he was pierced for our sins, crushed for our iniquity. He bore the punishment thatmakes us whole, by his wounds we were healed. We had all gone astray
Yet I live, no longer I, but Christ lives in me; insofar as I now live in the flesh, I live by faith in the Son of God who has loved me and given himself up for me. (Galatians 2:20) As I walk through the dark of this night, Lord, Shine Your light of Hope.