1 Listen, O islands, to Me, || And attend, O peoples, from afar, || YHWH has called Me from the womb, || From the bowels of My mother || He has made mention of My Name.

2 And He makes My mouth as a sharp sword, || He has hid Me in the shadow of His hand, || And He makes Me for a clear arrow, || He has hid Me in His quiver.

3 And He says to me, “You are My servant, O Israel, || In whom I beautify Myself.”

Isaiah 49:1-3, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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