“If you oh Lord kept a record of sins, who could stand? But with you there is forgivness, therefore you are feared. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits and in His word I put my hope. My soul waits for the Lord. More than watchman wait for the morning. Put your hope in the Lord for in him is unfailing love and fullness of redemption.

He was wounded for our transgressions, He was pierced for our iniquity. The chastisment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray each of us have turned to his own way, but God had laid upon Him the iniquity of us all.”