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The Servant, a Light to the Nations

42 Behold my servant, whom I uphold,
    my chosen, in whom my soul delights;
I have put my Spirit upon him,
    he will bring forth justice to the nations.
He will not cry or lift up his voice,
    or make it heard in the street;
a bruised reed he will not break,
    and a dimly burning wick he will not quench;
    he will faithfully bring forth justice.
He will not fail[a] or be discouraged[b]
    till he has established justice in the earth;
    and the coastlands wait for his law.

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  1. Isaiah 42:4 Or burn dimly
  2. Isaiah 42:4 Or bruised

42 Behold, my servant, whom I uphold; my chosen, in whom my soul delighteth: I have put my Spirit upon him; he will bring forth justice to the [a]Gentiles. He will not cry, nor lift up his voice, nor cause it to be heard in the street. A bruised reed will he not break, and a dimly burning wick will he not quench: he will bring forth justice in truth. He will not [b]fail nor be [c]discouraged, till he have set justice in the earth; and the isles shall wait for his law.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 42:1 Or, nations (and elsewhere)
  2. Isaiah 42:4 Or, burn dimly
  3. Isaiah 42:4 Or, bruised