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  • This, then, is what the Lord has to tell thee about the king of the Assyrians; he shall never enter this city, or shoot an arrow into it; no shield-protected host shall storm it, no earthworks shall be cast up around it. (Isaiah 37, 33)

  • So Sennacherib, king of the Assyrians, broke up camp, and took the road, and was gone; nor did he leave Ninive again. (Isaiah 37, 37)

  • And yet, what words can I use, what answer can I expect, when it is he himself that has brought this upon me? With bitter heart I pass all my years in review.✻ (Isaiah 38, 15)

  • Lord, so frail a thing is life; on so little does my mortal breath depend! Thou canst chastise me, thou canst make me live.✻ (Isaiah 38, 16)

  • Jacob, poor worm, poor ghost of Israel, do not be afraid; I am here, says the Lord, to help thee; I am here, says the Holy One of Israel, to ransom thee. (Isaiah 41, 14)

  • But when I looked, there was none of them that could offer counsel, or give a word in answer when I questioned him. (Isaiah 41, 28)

  • I am the Lord thy God, the Holy One of Israel, thy deliverer; I have bartered away Egypt to win thee, Ethiopia and Saba for thy ransom. (Isaiah 43, 3)

  • Thus says the Lord, your ransomer, the Holy One of Israel, If I send my emissaries to Babylon, casting down all its barriers,✻ casting down the Chaldeans, with all the pride of their navies, it is for your sakes. (Isaiah 43, 14)

  • Thus says the Lord, Israel’s king and ransomer, the Lord of hosts: I am before all; there is no other God but I. (Isaiah 44, 6)

  • The cloud of thy guilt, the haze of thy sinfulness, I have swept away; come back to me, thy ransomer. (Isaiah 44, 22)

  • The Lord has been merciful; you heavens, sing your praises; depths of the earth, rejoice; echo the song of praise, mountain and forest and every forest tree; the Lord has ransomed Jacob, Israel shall make his boast in him. (Isaiah 44, 23)

  • 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)


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