He grew up before him like a tender shoot,(A)
    and like a root(B) out of dry ground.
He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him,
    nothing in his appearance(C) that we should desire him.
He was despised and rejected by mankind,
    a man of suffering,(D) and familiar with pain.(E)
Like one from whom people hide(F) their faces
    he was despised,(G) and we held him in low esteem.

Surely he took up our pain
    and bore our suffering,(H)
yet we considered him punished by God,(I)
    stricken by him, and afflicted.(J)
But he was pierced(K) for our transgressions,(L)
    he was crushed(M) for our iniquities;
the punishment(N) that brought us peace(O) was on him,
    and by his wounds(P) we are healed.(Q)
We all, like sheep, have gone astray,(R)
    each of us has turned to our own way;(S)
and the Lord has laid on him
    the iniquity(T) of us all.

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My servant grew up in the Lord’s presence like a tender green shoot,
    like a root in dry ground.
There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance,
    nothing to attract us to him.
He was despised and rejected—
    a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief.
We turned our backs on him and looked the other way.
    He was despised, and we did not care.

Yet it was our weaknesses he carried;
    it was our sorrows[a] that weighed him down.
And we thought his troubles were a punishment from God,
    a punishment for his own sins!
But he was pierced for our rebellion,
    crushed for our sins.
He was beaten so we could be whole.
    He was whipped so we could be healed.
All of us, like sheep, have strayed away.
    We have left God’s paths to follow our own.
Yet the Lord laid on him
    the sins of us all.

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Footnotes

  1. 53:4 Or Yet it was our sicknesses he carried; / it was our diseases.

For He grew up before Him like a (A)tender [a]shoot,
And like a root out of dry ground;
He has (B)no stately form or majesty
That we would look at Him,
Nor an appearance that we would take pleasure in Him.
He was (C)despised and abandoned by men,
A man of [b]great pain and (D)familiar with sickness;
And like one from whom people hide their faces,
He was (E)despised, and we had no (F)regard for Him.

However, it was our sicknesses that He Himself (G)bore,
And our pains that He carried;
Yet we ourselves assumed that He had been afflicted,
Struck down by (H)God, and humiliated.
But He was [c]pierced for (I)our offenses,
He was crushed for (J)our wrongdoings;
The (K)punishment for our [d]well-being was laid upon Him,
And by (L)His wounds we are healed.
All of us, like sheep, have gone astray,
Each of us has turned to his own way;
But the Lord has caused the wrongdoing of us all
To [e]fall on Him.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 53:2 Lit suckling
  2. Isaiah 53:3 Lit pains
  3. Isaiah 53:5 Or wounded
  4. Isaiah 53:5 Or peace
  5. Isaiah 53:6 Lit encounter Him

2-6 The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling,
    a scrubby plant in a parched field.
There was nothing attractive about him,
    nothing to cause us to take a second look.
He was looked down on and passed over,
    a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand.
One look at him and people turned away.
    We looked down on him, thought he was scum.
But the fact is, it was our pains he carried—
    our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us.
We thought he brought it on himself,
    that God was punishing him for his own failures.
But it was our sins that did that to him,
    that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins!
He took the punishment, and that made us whole.
    Through his bruises we get healed.
We’re all like sheep who’ve wandered off and gotten lost.
    We’ve all done our own thing, gone our own way.
And God has piled all our sins, everything we’ve done wrong,
    on him, on him.

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