All We Like Sheep

We tread out time, we dance in our doubt

We suppress the truth lest it find us out

But the Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.

All we like sheep have gone astray 

We have turned every one to his own way

But the Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.

He became sin for us

He who knew no sin

For he knows that we are but dust

But this dust he shall defend

And he was cut off on that tree

Alone forsaken for you and for me

That we might become righteousness

Now the substitute scapegoat we confess

By his wounds now we are healed

By His Spirit we are sealed

The suffering servant from above

Laid down his life for us in love

All we like sheep have gone astray 

We have turned every one to his own way

But the Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.

July 25, 2010/March 9, 2021

Anthony Foster