Lord, thank you.
For all you carried.
My sin. My guilt. My shame.
The mocking. The beatings. The jeering.
The cross. The thorns. The nails.
My rebellious heart had earned all these.
But you took them. In my place.
Jesus, you carried it all for me.
Help me carry your name, today.
Yet it was our weaknesses he carried; it was our sorrows
that weighed him down….but he was pierced
for our rebellion, crushed for our sins. -Isaiah 53: 4-5 (NLT)