Behold My Servant! See Him Rise

Verse 1

Behold my Servant! see him rise exalted in my might! Him have I chosen, and in him I place supreme delight.

Verse 2

On him, in rich effusion pour'd, my Spirit shall descend; my truths and judgments he shall show to earth’s remotest end.

Verse 3

Gentle and still shall be his voice, no threats from him proceed; the smoking flax he shall not quench, nor break the bruised reed.

Verse 4

The feeble spark to flames he’ll raise; the weak will not despise; judgment he shall bring forth to truth, and make the fallen rise.

Verse 5

The progress of his zeal and pow’r shall never know decline, till foreign lands and distant isles receive the law divine.