Behold My Servant! See Him Rise

Behold My Serv­ant! see Him rise

Exalted in My might!

Him have I chos­en

and in Him

I place su­preme de­light.

On Him

in rich ef­fu­sion poured

My Spir­it shall des­cend;

My truths and judg­ments He shall show

To earth’s re­mot­est end.

Gentle and still shall be His voice

No threats from Him pro­ceed;

The smok­ing flax He shall not quench

Nor break the bruis­èd reed.

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.

The prog­ress of His zeal and pow­er

Shall nev­er know de­cline

Till for­eign lands and dist­ant isles

Receive the law di­vine.

He who erect­ed Heav’n’s bright arch

And bade the pla­nets roll

Who peo­pled all the climes of earth

And formed the hu­man soul

Thus saith the Lord

Thee have I raised

My Pro­phet Thee in­stall;

In right I’ve raised Thee

and in strength

I’ll suc­cor whom I call.

I will es­tab­lish with the lands

A co­ve­nant in Thee

To give the Gen­tile na­tions light

And set the pri­son­ers free:

Asunder burst the gates of brass;

The ir­on fet­ters fall;

And glad­some light and li­ber­ty

Are straight re­stored to all.

I am the Lord

and by the name

Of great Je­ho­vah known;

No id­ol shall usurp My praise

Nor mount in­to My throne.

Lo! for­mer scenes

pre­dict­ed once

Conspicuous rise to view;

And fu­ture scenes

pre­dict­ed now

Shall be ac­comp­lished too.

Sing to the Lord in joy­ful strains!

Let earth His praise re­sound

Ye who up­on the ocean dwell

And fill the isles around!

O ci­ty of the Lord! be­gin

The uni­vers­al song;

And let the scat­tered vil­lag­es

The cheer­ful notes pro­long.

Let Ke­dar’s wil­der­ness afar

Lift up its lone­ly voice;

And let the ten­ants of the rock

With ac­cents rude re­joice;

Till ‘midst the streams of dist­ant lands

The is­lands sound His praise;

And all com­bined

with one ac­cord

Jehovah’s glo­ries raise.