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  • Ay, the Lord’s will it was, overwhelmed he should be with trouble. His life laid down for guilt’s atoning, he shall yet be rewarded; father of a long posterity, instrument of the divine purpose; (Isaiah 53, 10)

  • for all his heart’s anguish, rewarded in full. The Just One, my servant; many shall he claim for his own, win their acquittal, on his shoulders bearing their guilt. (Isaiah 53, 11)

  • Not thine to fear disappointment, not thine to blush for hopes unfulfilled; forget, henceforward, the shame of younger days, the reproach of thy widowed state; think upon it no more. (Isaiah 54, 4)

  • Let the mountains be moved, the hills shake; my compassion towards thee stands immovable, my promise still unshaken, says the Lord, thy comforter. (Isaiah 54, 10)

  • Here are none but blind watchmen, all unawares; here are dumb dogs that cannot bark, false seers that lie sleeping, in love with their dreams; (Isaiah 56, 10)

  • Alas, that none takes warning! See how good men die, how the friends of God are borne away from us; and none has the wit to see trouble is coming, and the good must be spared the sight of it!✻ (Isaiah 57, 1)

  • Walk warily, keep my sabbath unprofaned. Here is a day I have sanctified, not for thy self-pleasing; a precious thing the Lord has made holy and honourable; and wilt thou dishonour it? Wilt thou go thy own way, use it for thy own pleasure, while it away in gossip? (Isaiah 58, 13)

  • deftly the spider weaves, yet web of hers will never make cloth, none will be the warmer for her toil; so it is with these; all unprofitable their schemes, their doing all undoing. (Isaiah 59, 6)

  • Was there no champion to come forward? None found he, and his heart misgave him. And so his own arm must bring the deliverance he intended, his own faithfulness held him to it.✻ (Isaiah 59, 16)

  • To the furthest corners of the earth the Lord proclaims it, A message to queen Sion: Look, where thy deliverer comes, look, how they come with him, the reward of his labour, the achievement of his task!✻ (Isaiah 62, 11)

  • Bethink thee now, in heaven; look down from the palace where thou dwellest, holy and glorious. Where, now, is thy jealous love, where thy warrior’s strength? Where is thy yearning of heart, thy compassion? For me, compassion is none. (Isaiah 63, 15)

  • By the God of truth shall be the blessing men invoke, By the God of truth shall be the oath men take, in this land of mine henceforward.✻ Forgotten, the sorrows of past days, hidden away from my eyes. (Isaiah 65, 16)


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