He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
The Sun of Righteousness shall rise with healing in his wings and ye shall go forth, and grow up as calves in the stall and mount up with wings as eagles.
You are an eagle. Spread your wings and fly.
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