Isaiah 53

It is done

"But He was pierced for our transgressions,

He was crushed for our iniquity;

upon Him was the chastisement that brought

us peace."

We did nothing to deserve the peace that we have with God. He was the one that desired peace and unity between us. We are no longer separated form Him. How can we ever thank Him enough? He took our sin on Him. That time while He hung on the cross forsaken, despised, rejected, separated from God. That was for us. he could have left us in our state and just stayed in heaven surrounded by angels. Loved, served, praised, and with His father. But He loved us to much. He wanted to rescue us from the world. Yet were we thankful? Did we care? Did we praise Him? He did it purely from love for us. For his chosen race. Where can we find love like this? The answer is no where except heaven.

"Out of the anguish of His soul

He shall see light

And be satisfied."

Who would be thankful while they were suffering? Would we look around while we are suffering and say 

" Oh things are going so well!"  Jesus was satisfied to see us and know how happy we would be when we reach heaven. In the midst of rejection He looked and was satisfied. His love for us is that great that He would be pleased to see us happy while He was suffering the horrid death of the cross. The long agony of the cross.

Yet He never said a word.  

Gethsemane

To see the King of Heaven fall

In anguish to His knees,

The Light and Hope of all the world

Now overwhelmed with grief.

What nameless horrors must He see,

To cry out in the garden:

Oh, take this cup away from me

Yet not my will but yours,

Yet not my will but yours.

To know each friend will fall away,

And heaven’s voice be still,

For Hell to have it’s vengeful day

Upon Golgotha’s hill.

No words describe the saviors plight-

To be by God forsaken

Till wrath and love are satisfied

And every sin is paid

And every sin is paid.

What took Him to this wretched place,

What kept Him on this road?

His love for Adam’s cursed race,

For every broken soul.

No sin to slight to overlook,

No crime to great to carry,

All mingled in this poisoned cup,

And yet He drank it all,

The savior drank it all,

The savior drank it all.

~By Keith and Kristyn Getty~