His were the wounds that healed us (3) Behold the lamb of God
He did no wrong, he told no lie,
He was silent under the rod;
They cursed him and he kept his peace,
He put his trust in his God.
His body bore the weight of sin
As he hung and died on the cross;
That we, like him, should die to sin,
And live as he did for God.
He suffered so that we should walk
On the very road that he trod;
All we like sheep had gone astray,
Till he led us back to God
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