Yet it was our weaknesses that he carried,
our great suffering that he bore.
But we ourselves had counted him touched,
struck down, by God, and afflicted.
But he was the one who was wounded through our rebellions,
crushed through our wayward acts.
Chastisement to bring us well-being was on him,
and by means of his being hurt there was healing for us.
All of us like sheep had wandered,
each had turned his face to his own way. Yahweh
– he let fall on him the waywardness of all of us.

He was put down, but he was one who let himself be afflicted,
and he wouldn’t open his mouth.
Like a sheep that’s led to slaughter
or like a ewe that’s silent before its shearers,
he wouldn’t open his mouth.
By the restraint of authority he was taken;
who would complain at his generation?
Because he was cut off from the land of the living;
because of my people’s rebellion the touch came to him.
He was given his tomb with the faithless,
his burial mound with the rich person,
Because he’d done no violence,
and no deceit with his mouth.

Goldingay, John; Goldingay, John; Wright, Tom; Wright, Tom. The Bible for Everyone . SPCK. Kindle Edition.

Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that thou art –
Thou my best thought, by day or by night;
Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.