Stained Glass Detail IV (Good Friday)

I do like the stained glass.
This was too high to shoot straight on.
Still my blip for the day.


Yet it was our infirmities that he bore,
our sufferings that he endured,
while we thought of him as stricken,
as one smitten by God and afflicted.
But he was pierced for our offenses,
crushed for our sins;
upon him was the chastisement that makes us whole,
by his stripes we were healed.

~Isaiah 53:4-5