O LORD, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.

How long, LORD? wilt thou hide thyself for ever? shall thy wrath burn like fire?

For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.

Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.

Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.

He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?

Christ hath redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us: for it is written, Cursed is every one that hangeth on a tree:

For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?

He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken.

And after threescore and two weeks shall Messiah be cut off, but not for himself: and the people of the prince that shall come shall destroy the city and the sanctuary; and the end thereof shall be with a flood, and unto the end of the war desolations are determined.