He will Be Satisfied

There was nothing in his appearance

That to Him we should be drawn.

And though he came as a King from on high

For love, He became as a pawn.

He was broken and bruised

But he never refused

To drink of the cup of God's wrath.

He lifted that cup

And drank it all up

And he walked to the end of His path.

Nothing short of slaughter

Nothing short of death

Like a lamb you gave up your dying breath

Nothing short of perfect

Nothing short of pure

Could provide an answer that will evermore endure

The result of His suffering He shall see

And he will be satisfied.

He will bear all of our iniquities

And many will be justified.

And He shall be satisfied

He shall be satisfied.

Anthony Foster

Isaiah 53

June 4, 2006