Isaias

XLII. 1 Behold my servant, whom I uphold; mine elect, (in whom) my soul is well pleased: I have put my soul upon him; he shall bring forth judgment to the nations.

2 He shall not cry out, nor lift up, nor make his voice heard in the street.

3 A bruised reed shall he not break, and a dimly burning wick shall he not quench; according to truth shall he bring forth judgment.

4 He shall not burn dimly nor be bruised, till he (shall) set judgment in the earth; and the isles shall wait for his law.

5 Thus saith the God, the LORD, he that created the heavens, and stretched them out; he that spread forth the earth, and the things that come forth of it; that giveth breath unto the people upon it, and spirit to them that walk therein: