Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.
And they were scattered, because there is no shepherd: and they became meat to all the beasts of the field, when they were scattered.
I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.
And when the chief Shepherd shall appear, ye shall receive a crown of glory that fadeth not away.