Stripes of Salvation

Underneath the Roman lash His flesh was torn but not His spirit dashed Isaiah's prophecy "By His wounds we are healed" vividly flashed Each cruel stripe each mark of hate was for our sin a redemptive fate In every blow love did not abate but grew stronger sealed our heavenly state Stripes of salvation marks of pure love Fulfilling the words from the Father above In every wound a story of grace He bore our pain took our rightful place The whip's crack the skin's tear a symphony of our sin laid bare Yet with each stripe He offered a prayer "Father forgive them" His only care For in His pain our healing was won the victory over death begun The Lamb of God the righteous One by His stripes the battle done Stripes of salvation marks of pure love Fulfilling the words from the Father above In every wound a story of grace He bore our pain took our rightful place Look upon the Savior beaten scorned yet brave Carrying the cross of sin He came to save Let your heart be lightened for His pain was not in vain In His wounds we find our healing in His suffering our gain Stripes of salvation marks of pure love Fulfilling the words from the Father above In every wound a story of grace He bore our pain took our rightful place So let us stand in awe and wonder at the price He chose to pay For the stripes He bore in silence wash our deepest stains away In His wounds we find our victory in His scars our story told Stripes of salvation our healing to behold Our healing to behold Look upon the Savior beaten scorned yet brave Carrying the cross of sin He came to save Let your heart be lightened for His pain was not in vain In His wounds we find our healing in His suffering our gain In His wounds we find our healing in His suffering our gain Stripes of salvation marks of pure love Fulfilling the words from the Father above In every wound a story of grace He bore our pain took our rightful place So let us stand in awe and wonder at the price He chose to pay For the stripes He bore in silence wash our deepest stains away In His wounds we find our victory in His scars our story told Stripes of salvation our healing to behold