Isaiah 42:1-12

Rotherham(i) 1 Lo! my Servant, I will uphold him, My chosen, well–pleased, is my soul,––I have put my spirit upon him, Justice––to the nations, will he bring forth: 2 He will not cry out, nor will he speak loud,––Nor cause to be heard, in the street, his voice: 3 Cane that is crushed, will he not break, And wick that is fading, will he not quench,––Faithfully, will he bring forth justice: 4 He will not fade, nor will he be crushed, Until he establish, in the earth, justice, And, for his instruction, Coastlands, wait.
5 Thus, saith GOD himself––Yahweh,––Creator of the heavens, that stretched them forth, Out–spreader of earth, and the products thereof,––Giver of breath to the people thereon, And of spirit to them who walk therein, 6 I––Yahweh, have called thee in righteousness, And will firmly grasp thy hand,––And will keep thee, And give thee––As the covenant of a people, As the light of nations: 7 To open eyes that are blind,––To bring forth, Out of the dungeon, the captive, Out of the prison, the dwellers in darkness. 8 I, am Yahweh, that, is my Name,––And, my glory, to another, will I not give, Nor, my praise, to images. 9 Things told in advance, lo! they have come to pass,––And, new things, am I, telling, Ere yet they spring forth, I let, you, hear them. 10 Sing to Yahweh, a song that is new, His praise, from the end of the earth,––Ye that go down to the sea, and the fulness thereof, The Coastlands, and ye who dwell therein. 11 Let the wilderness, shout, and the cities thereof, The villages, wherein dwelleth Kedar,––Let the inhabitants of the crag, raise shouts of triumph, From the top of the mountains, let them cry aloud: 12 Let them render, unto Yahweh, glory,––And, his praise, in the Coastlands, let them tell.