Here is my servant, whom I uphold,
my chosen one in whom I delight;
I will put my Spirit on him,
and he will bring justice to the nations.
He will not shout or cry out,
or raise his voice in the streets.
A bruised reed he will not break,
and a smouldering wick he will not snuff out.
In faithfulness he will bring forth justice;
he will not falter or be discouraged
till he establishes justice on earth.
In his teaching the islands will put their hope.”
Isaiah 42 1-4
Bruised reed, delayed shoot
Broken branch, spoiled fruit
Trampled hope, discouraged dream
Damaged faith, low esteem
Image cracked, false start
Blemished record, imperfect heart
Wounded feelings, clouded view
Mirror darkened; truth untrue
Love unfounded, hopeless desire
Prayer unanswered, burned up fire
Crushed and injured, marked and smashed
Oppressed and flawed, shattered and dashed
He will not shout or cry aloud
Or raise his voice before the crowd
A bruised reed he will not break
A smouldering wick he won't forsake
In faithfulness he will be just
In him alone we put our trust
His kingdom now will come to birth
His peace will reign at last on earth
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