"It pleased the Lord to bruise him; he hath put him to grief." - Isa. liii. 10.
The depths of wisdom were explored to furnish redemption, and to find a
person competent to accomplish it; and when found, the depths of love
were broken up, to make it complete. My soul, read over the mysterious
volume which the Lord hath in part opened before thee. It cost the
Father his thoughts from all eternity, to appoint a plan, by which,
consistently with leis holiness and his justice, thou mightest be
saved. It cost the Father his Son, his dear Son, his only Son, before
that thou couldest be redeemed. Jesus must die ere thou canst live.
Pause over the subject as it is here expressed. "It pleased the Father
to bruise him." Jesus, who was in himself holy, harmless, undefiled,
separate from sinners, and made higher than the heavens; he, who knew
no sin, must be made sin; he who never merited wrath, must be made a
curse. Read on; Jesus must die! and by whom? Not by Jews, nor Gentiles
only; not simply by high priests and governors among men; but by God
the Father. He must bruise him, and put hint to grief; for though Jesus
was taken, and by wicked hands crucified and stain, yet all this, we
are told, was "by the determinate counsel and foreknowledge of God."
And is there yet another chapter of wonders in this mysterious volume?
Yes; what can it be? Namely, that all this was for sinners, for rebels,
for enemies; nay, my soul, for thee. Wonder, O heavens, and be
astonished, O earth! Had our whole nature been bruised to all eternity
in the mortar of divine wrath, for the sin of our nature; what would
all this have been to the sufferings, agonies, and death of the Lamb of
God? And didst thou die for me, O thou unequalled pattern of love and
mercy, and by try stripes is my soul healed? Precious Jesus!