<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510299" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Today... 'Man of Sorrows</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who has heard and believed the prophets word? <br>Who has ever seen the arm of the Lord? <br>You were stricken and smitten of Your God<br>both pierced and beaten by His awful rod.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For there You were crushed for our iniquities<br>and carried our sorrows and infirmities.<br>As by Your wounds each of us were made whole<br>when You suffered such wrath to save our soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No beauty or majesty to inspire<br>You'd an appearance no one would desire.<br>There in the dry ground You established root <br>and grew up before us like a tender shoot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A man of sorrows acquainted with grief<br>and through Your oppression found no relief.<br>You were despised by men and rejected <br>Stricken and smitten of God and afflicted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Surely You took up our infirmities<br>and You were crushed for our iniquities.<br>As there You were pierced for our transgression<br>and bore out affliction and aggression.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For all of us like sheep had gone astray<br>each one of us had turned to our own way.<br>But You, Lord, Who had done no violence, <br>bearing all our shame in complete silence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As a sheep before its shearers is dumb<br>You kept silent and to death did succumb.<br>By oppression and judgement taken away<br>Cut off from the land of the living that day</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But You will see of the travail of Your soul<br>see the multitudes that You have made whole.<br>For there You had poured out Your life in death<br>Saving your people in Your final breath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box below)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Roy+Allen">Roy Allen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510299" data-title="Today... 'Man of Sorrows de Roy Allen" data-description="Who has heard and believed the prophets word? Who has ever seen the arm of the Lord? You were stricken and smitten of Your God both pierced and beaten by His awful rod. For there You were crushed for our iniquities and carried our sorrows and i..."></div> </div> </div>

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