Upon his Shoulders - Abide Worship

Описание: Upon His Shoulders is a worship song written to reflect on the unbearable pain, suffering, and love Jesus Christ endured on the cross for our sin.

This song is a meditation on Isaiah 53: the Suffering Servant, the spotless Lamb who carried the weight of the world, bore our shame, and paid the price we could never pay. Every wound, every breath, every drop of blood was love poured out for us.

May this song draw your heart into reverence, repentance, and deep gratitude for the cross. May it remind us that our freedom was not free, it was purchased by holy suffering and victorious love.

“Surely He took up our pain
and bore our suffering, and by His wounds we are healed.” — Isaiah 53:4–5

All glory, honor, and praise belong to Jesus Christ alone.
Amen

Lyrics – “Upon His Shoulders”

Verse 1

Upon His shoulders, the weight of the world,
Every betrayal, every scar unfurled.
The spotless Lamb, in anguish stood,
Crowned with thorns, yet called it good.

You saw my name in the rising tide,
Of wrath and justice You did not hide.
The nails cried out what I deserved,
Yet mercy spoke with every nerve.

Pre-Chorus

The earth grew silent, the heavens wept,
As Love Himself His promise kept.

Chorus

Oh behold the Man upon the tree,
My sin, my shame, His agony.
Each breath was bought with holy pain,
The cross, the cost, the crimson stain.
He bore it all so I could live,
No greater love could heaven give.

Verse 2

His back was torn by mercy’s lash,
The Son of God in broken flesh.
Mocked by those He came to save,
Still He chose the sinner’s grave.

The Father’s face for one dark hour,
Turned from the Son who held all power.
Forsaken cries split earth and sky,
As Innocence was left to die.

Pre-Chorus

The veil was torn, the debt was paid,
The final breath, the price was laid.

Chorus

Oh behold the Man upon the tree,
My sin, my shame, His agony.
Each breath was bought with holy pain,
The cross, the cost, the crimson stain.
He bore it all so I could live,
No greater love could heaven give.

Bridge

Every wound was meant for me,
Every tear, eternity.
The weight of wrath, the cup of grief,
Drank down fully — my relief.

What love is this that bleeds and stays?
What King still reigns through dying days?
The grave could not His mercy hold,
Love stood up when death grew bold.

Chorus

Oh behold the Lamb who bled for me,
My chains were nailed to Calvary.
From darkest night to risen dawn,
The suffering Servant wears the crown.
He bore it all so I could live,
Forevermore, my life is His.

Outro

Worthy the Lamb who took my place,
Worthy the scars, the cross, the grace.
I lay my life before Your throne,
For by Your wounds, I am made whole.

Written and published by Abide Worship.