Isaiah 42:1-7 ▼

1 Behold, My servant, I take hold on Him, || My Chosen One—My soul has accepted, I have put My Spirit on Him, || He brings forth judgment to nations.

2 He does not cry, nor lift up, || Nor cause His voice to be heard in the street.

3 A bruised reed He does not break, || And faded flax He does not quench, || He brings forth judgment to truth.

4 He does not become weak nor bruised, || Until He sets judgment in the earth, || And islands wait with hope for His law.

5 Thus said God, YHWH, || Creating the heavens, and stretching them out, || Spreading out the earth and its productions, || Giving breath to the people on it, || And spirit to those walking in it.

6 I, YHWH, called you in righteousness, || And I lay hold on your hand, and keep you, || And I give you for a covenant of a people, || And a light of nations.

7 To open the eyes of the blind, || To bring forth the bound one from prison, || Those sitting in darkness from the house of restraint.