Who can believe what we have heard, and for whose sake has the LORD's arma been revealed?
He grew up like a young plant before us,b like a root from dry ground. He possessed no splendid form for us to see, no desirable appearance.
He was despised and avoided by others; a man who suffered, who knew sickness well. Like someone from whom people hid their faces, he was despised, and we didn't think about him.
It was certainly our sickness that he carried, and our sufferings that he bore, but we thought him afflicted, struck down by God and tormented.
He was pierced because of our rebellions and crushed because of our crimes. He bore the punishment that made us whole; by his wounds we are healed.
Like sheep we had all wandered away, each going its own way, but the LORD let fall on him all our crimes.
He was oppressed and tormented, but didn't open his mouth. Like a lamb being brought to slaughter, like a ewe silent before her shearers, he didn't open his mouth.