Isaiah 42:1

• [Isa 42:1] 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.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Isaiah 43:10

• [Isa 43:10] God’s Trumpet Wakes The Slumbering World

  God’s trumpet wakes the slumbering world; Now each man to his post! The red cross banner is unfurled; Who joins the glorious host? Who joins the glorious host? He who, in fealty to the truth, Not counting all the cost, Doth consecrate his generous youth, He joins the noble host, he joins the noble host. He who, no anger on his tongue, Nor any idle boast, Bears steadfast witness ’gainst the wrong, He joins the sacred host, He joins the sacred host. He who, with calm, undaunted will, Ne’er counts the battle lost, But, though defeated, battles still, He joins the faithful host, he joins the faithful host. He who is ready for the cross, The cause despised loves most, And shuns not pain, nor shame, nor loss, He joins the martyr host, He joins the martyr host. God’s trumpet wakes the slumbering world; Now each man to his post! The red cross banner is unfurled; We join the glorious host, we join the glorious host.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Isaiah 61:1

• [Isa 61:1] Hark, The Glad Sound!

  Hark, the glad sound! the Savior comes, The Savior promised long; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. On Him the Spirit, largely poured, Exerts His sacred fire; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan’s bondage held; The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield. He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyes oppressed with night To pour celestial day. He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure; And with the treasures of His grace To enrich the humble poor. His silver trumpets publish loud The jub’lee of the Lord Our debts are all remitted now Our heritage restored. Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And Heav’n’s eternal arches ring With Thy belovèd Name.

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  source: Cyberhymnal