Behold My servant, see Him rise
Exalt in My might:
Him have I chosen, and in Him
I place supreme delight.
On Him, in rich effusion poured,
My spirit doth descend:
My truths and judgments He shall show
To earth's remotest end.
The progress of His zeal and power
Shall never know decline,
Till foreign lands and distant isles
Receive the law divine.
Till lonely isles and distant lands
Delight o sound His praise;
And all combined, with one accord,
Jehovah's glories raise.