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On him Jehovah our transgressions laid:
It was exacted; he the anguish tried.
For he by violence received his doom,
The grave with base ones, with the rich the tomb; Although he never had committed wrong, Nor could deceit abide upon
Yet did Jehovah his afflictions raise
That he might make an offering for sin;
And he God's gracious purposes shall win.
His lot shall be the nations to control;
The mighty people shall his spoil be deemed;
And he as a transgressor was esteemed;
Thou barren woman shout!
the left hand still, Upon thy seed will I bestow the earth,
The lone and wasted cities they shall fill.
Fear not! for thou shalt not with shame be met;
Thy husband see,
Thy Maker he!
The God of Israel
Shall thy redemption tell:
Thy God, Jehovah, hath recalled thee now,
Even as one afflicted and neglected; For as a wife wedded in youth wert thou,
But afterwards forsaken and rejected.
Such is the word
For as in time of Noah, when I sware
The waters should no more deface the earth, So at this day do I to thee declare
That I will not rebuke thee, nor be wrath;
Lo! I am he
Thou tempest-tossed, deprived of consolation, ·
Lo! I adorn thy pavement with vermilion, And I will set with sapphires thy foundation,
And decorate with rubies thy pavilion; Thy goodly gates shall be of agate made, Thy walls with precious stones be overlaid.
Lo, all thy children shall be taught of God,
And so shall thy prosperity be great;
Thy seat is firm, fear no oppressor's rod,
No terror shall approach thy happy state. They league together—not by my command: Behold! thy foes shall join thy chosen band.
I formed the workman to ignite the flame,
And mould the instruments his arts require; The spoiler to lay waste I also claim,
But those shall fail who against thee conspire: And this shall be my servant's heritage; This blessing I will grant from age to age.
Ho! all ye thirsty sons and daughters,
shall eat the good,
Lo! I bestow thee as the people's light,