Isaiah 42:10-17 - A Song Of Praise To Yahweh

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. ¹³ Yahweh, as a hero, goeth forth, As a man of war, he stirreth up jealousy, - He giveth a cry, yea he raiseth a war-cry, Over his foes, he showeth his strength.

¹⁴ I have held my peace from age-past times, I kept still, I restrained myself, - As a travailing woman, I pant, I breathe hard and gasp, all at once! ¹⁵ I will lay waste mountains, and hills, And all their vegetation, will I wither, - And I will make rivers to be shores, And lakes, will I dry up: ¹⁶ Thus will I lead the blind, by a way they know not, In paths they know not, will I guide them, - I will make the place that was dark before them to be, light. And crooked ways, to be, straight, These things, have I done unto them, And have not forsaken them. ¹⁷ They have drawn back They turn very pale Who have been trusting in a graven image, - Who have been saying to a molten image, Ye, are our gods!