Acquainted with Grief Had no form of comeliness He hath borne our griefs We esteemed him not Brought as a lamb to the slaughter He is despised of men Bruised for our iniquities Bare the sin of many We hid our faces from him He is rejected of men A man of sorrows He made his grave with the wicked It pleased the Lord to bruise him Had done no violence Wounded for our transgressions Numbered among the transgressors Made intercession for the transgressors He was oppressed With his stripes are we healed Who believed our report? He shall bear our iniquities He carried our sorrows Grew up as a tender plant in dry ground We esteemed him stricken Acquainted with Grief Had no form of comeliness He hath borne our griefs We esteemed him not Brought as a lamb to the slaughter He is despised of men Bruised for our iniquities Bare the sin of many We hid our faces from him He is rejected of men A man of sorrows He made his grave with the wicked It pleased the Lord to bruise him Had done no violence Wounded for our transgressions Numbered among the transgressors Made intercession for the transgressors He was oppressed With his stripes are we healed Who believed our report? He shall bear our iniquities He carried our sorrows Grew up as a tender plant in dry ground We esteemed him stricken
(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
Acquainted with Grief
Had no form of comeliness
He hath borne our griefs
We esteemed him not
Brought as a lamb to the slaughter
He is despised of men
Bruised for our iniquities
Bare the sin of many
We hid our faces from him
He is rejected of men
A man of sorrows
He made his grave with the wicked
It pleased the Lord to bruise him
Had done no violence
Wounded for our transgressions
Numbered among the transgressors
Made intercession for the transgressors
He was oppressed
With his stripes are we healed
Who believed our report?
He shall bear our iniquities
He carried our sorrows
Grew up as a tender plant in dry ground
We esteemed him stricken