He carried my sorrows He bore my griefs Was pierced for transgressions Afflicted for peace He knew by His stripes I am healed Through His blood I can kneel For by His oppression I worship my King (my Saviour my King) He suffered in anguish He writhed in pain Was smitten forsaken Abandoned and slain He knew by His stripes I am healed Through His blood I can kneel For by His oppression I worship my King (my Saviour my King) Despised and rejected He knew no sin Was crushed for His people No violence within He knew by His stripes I am healed Through His blood I can kneel For by His oppression I worship my King (my Saviour my King) My heart mourns His chastening My tears still fall My sin is the reason He gave me His all He knew by His stripes I am healed Through His blood I can kneel For by His oppression I worship my King (my Saviour my King)