Man of Sorrows

Man of Sorrows, spotless lamb

All our guilt and shame you bore

Redeemed us from the hellbound damned

Opened  to us heavens door!

Man of Sorrows, man of grief

Crushed for our iniquities

You’re our refuge and relief

Pierced for our Sin to set us free

Man of Sorrows, weep for me

Bear my burdens and my pain

Sins penalty you reap for me

And your loss becomes my gain.

Man of Sorrows so abused

The Suffering servant is revealed

Innocent, you were accused

By your woundings we are healed

Afflicted and oppressed for me

Rejected by man and despised

The result of His suffering God shall see

And He shall be satisfied

He was lifted up to die

Though he had done no violence

Cut off from life for such as I

He is my Righteous recompense

Man of Sorrows in your tomb

The God of Life Death could not hold

Vindicated you spelled Death’s doom

And so the good news must be told!

For now on High he intercedes

He is exalted on the throne

So we extol His mighty deeds

Till he returns to call us Home!

July 13, 2019

Anthony Foster