Isaiah 53; Romans 8

Lord Jesus, for me you poured out your soul unto death. You bore my iniquities. You bore my griefs and carried my sorrows. You were wounded for my transgressions and bruised for my iniquities. By your stripes I am healed.

I had gone astray. I had turned away to my own selfish and hateful agenda, and God, our father, laid on you all of my iniquity.

Lord Jesus, in my sin and selfishness I did not see you. I turned my face away from you and away from God, my father. I did not esteem you.

But you, father, were patient with me. You foreknew me and you had predestined me to be yours. You worked things out in my life so that my flesh was broken. You granted me repentance and nurtured the faith you had placed in me.

By your grace you called me and brought me back to you. Through Jesus, your Christ, I am justified and I will be glorified. You are for me so nothing can prevail against me