Jesus was despised because of my envy.
Forsaken of men because of my greed.
He became the man of sorrows due to my grudges,
and was acquainted with grief because I lack self-control.
Men hid their faces from him due to my laziness
and he was spit on because I laugh at crude jokes.
Surely my selfishness he himself bore
and my lusts he carried.
He was stricken because of my irritable words –
smitten of God as payment for my pride,
afflicted as the penalty for my lack of compassion.
He was pierced through for my gossip;
He was crushed for my impatience.
The chastening to forgive my lack of gratitude fell upon Him,
and by His scourging I am healed from my judgmental attitudes.
In my rudeness, I have gone astray,
and I have turned to my own prejudices:
but the LORD has laid on Him the total of all my ungodliness.