Isaiah 53 & 54; Colossians 3:11

Lord God, it was your will to offer up Jesus as an offering for my guilt. It was your will to crush him. Out of his anguish, he saw your salvation, and he was satisfied. He knew many would be accounted righteous because he had borne their iniquities.

I like a sheep had gone astray. I had turned to my own way, yet you, Father, laid my iniquities on Jesus, your Messiah.

Surely he bore my griefs and carried my sorrow; upon him was the chastisement that brought me peace, and by his wounds, I was healed and reconciled to you, Father.

Now, by your grace, Father, and by Jesus’s perfect propitiation, I am not ashamed. I am not fearful or confounded. The shame of my youth is covered and redeemed.

Now, Father, I am of you and from you. You, the Holy One of Israel, are my redeemer. You are the God of the whole earth, and you are my all and in all.