Ele Levou Sobre Si As Nossas Dores
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He Bore Our Pains
There was no beauty or loveliness in Him that would attract us
He was despised, the most humiliated among men
Man of sorrows, acquainted with grief, rejected
We paid no attention to Him
He bore our pains upon Himself
He bore our transgressions upon Himself
And we looked at Him, thinking it was His own sins that led Him there
but it was for me and for you
He was pierced, crushed for our iniquities
Oppressed and humiliated, He did not open His mouth like a lamb
His punishment brings us peace, His wounds healing
By His stripes, we are healed
He bore our pains upon Himself
He bore our transgressions upon Himself
And we looked at Him, thinking it was His own sins that led Him there
When.....
He bore our pains upon Himself
He bore our transgressions upon Himself
And we looked at Him, thinking it was His own sins that led Him there
