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A raging fire conceived in the womb, and nothing but stubble brought to the birth; your own impetuous spirit shall be a fire, Gentiles, to devour you; (Isaiah 33, 11)
No, do not listen to Ezechias; here are the terms the king of Assyria offers to you. Earn my good will by surrendering to me, and you shall live unmolested; to each the fruit of his own vine and fig-tree, to each the water from his own cistern. (Isaiah 36, 16)
Here is a test for thee, Ezechias, of the truth of my prophecy; this year thou must be content to eat the aftergrowth, and next year wild things shall be thy food; in the third year you may sow and reap, plant vineyards and eat the fruit of them.✻ (Isaiah 37, 30)
A remnant of Juda’s race will be saved, and this remnant will strike root deep in earth, bear fruit high in air; (Isaiah 37, 31)
Here is a mes-sage to thee from the Lord that made and fashioned thee in the womb, thy protector: do not be afraid, my servant, Jacob, my true, my chosen people. (Isaiah 44, 2)
Thus says the Lord, thy ransomer, he who fashioned thee in the womb: I am the Lord, the author of all things; alone I spread out heaven’s canopy, looked for no help when I laid the floor of the earth. (Isaiah 44, 24)
(You heavens, send dew from above, you skies, pour down upon us the rain we long for, him, the Just One; may he, the Saviour, spring from the closed womb of earth, and with him let right order take its being.✻ )I, the Lord, have made my servant what he is. (Isaiah 45, 8)
Listen to me, sons of Jacob, and all the rest of Israel’s race, you whose weight has ever been my burden, like an unborn child, a babe in the womb. (Isaiah 46, 3)
Listen, remote islands; pay heed to me, nations from far away. Ere ever I was born, the Lord sent me his summons, kept me in mind already, when I lay in my mother’s womb.✻ (Isaiah 49, 1)
But now a new message he sends me; I am his servant, appointed ever since I lay in the womb, to bring Jacob back to him. What if Israel will not answer the summons? None the less, the Lord destines me to honour; none the less, he, my God, protects me. (Isaiah 49, 5)
What, can a woman forget her child that is still unweaned, pity no longer the son she bore in her womb? Let her forget; I will not be forgetful of thee. (Isaiah 49, 15)
Who owns the claim of justice, who judges honourably? A lie their confidence, folly their watchword, they carry mischief in the womb, bring shame to birth. (Isaiah 59, 4)
