¹⁶ Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.

¹ O lord, rebuke me not in thy wrath: neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

² For thine arrows stick fast in me, and thy hand presseth me sore.

¹³ 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:

³² 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?

²⁶ 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.

⁸ 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.

⁴ Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

⁵ 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.

⁶ 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.

¹⁰ Because of thine indignation and thy wrath: for thou hast lifted me up, and cast me down.

¹¹ Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.

⁷ For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.

⁴⁶ How long, LORD? wilt thou hide thyself for ever? shall thy wrath burn like fire?

¹⁷ For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?