With his stripe, I am heal.

 With His Stripes, I Am Healed

A Reflection on Isaiah 53:5 and 1 Peter 2:24

With His stripes, I am healed—not by my own merit,

Not by the tears I cry, not by the strength I inherit.

But by the lash that fell upon His back,

The wounds that turned His skin to crimson, red and black.

But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on Him, and by His wounds we are healed. (Isaiah 53:5)

Stripes—not for His sin, for He had none.

Stripes for my lying, my cheating, my pride, my wrongs begun.

Every blow was purchased by my guilt,

Yet the blood that flowed became the house where mercy built.

I am healed—not just my body, but my soul,

The broken heart, the mind that sin took toll.

Healed from the curse, the guilt, the shame,

Healed from the power of the enemy’s claim.

“He Himself bore our sins in His body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by His wounds you have been healed.” (1 Peter 2:24)

So I receive my healing now—by faith, not by sight.

The same stripes that tore His flesh have become my light.

No sickness has the final word, no pain can hold its ground,

For the Lamb who was slain has my healing found.

With His stripes, I am healed.

Let every chain be loosed.

Let every disease bow to the cross of Jesus, the Holy Ghost.

Amen.