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1 Keep si­lence be­fore me, O is­lands; and let the peo­ple re­new their strength: let them come near; then let them speak: let us come near to­geth­er to judg­ment. 2 Who raised up the righ­teous man from the east, called him to his foot, gave the na­tions be­fore him, and made him rule over kings? he gave them as the dust to his sword, and as driv­en stub­ble to his bow. 3 He pur­sued them, and passed safe­ly; even by the way that he had not gone with his feet. 4 Who hath wrought and done it, call­ing the gen­er­a­tions from the be­gin­ning? I the LORD, the first, and with the last; I am he. 5 The isles saw it, and feared; the ends of the earth were afraid, drew near, and came. 6 They helped ev­ery one his neigh­bour; and ev­ery one said to his broth­er, Be of good courage. 7 So the car­pen­ter en­cour­aged the gold­smith, and he that smoo­theth with the ham­mer him that smote the anvil, say­ing, It is ready for the soder­ing: and he fas­tened it with nails, that it should not be moved. 8 But thou, Is­rael, art my ser­vant, Ja­cob whom I have cho­sen, the seed of Abra­ham my friend. 9 Thou whom I have tak­en from the ends of the earth, and called thee from the chief men there­of, and said unto thee, Thou art my ser­vant; I have cho­sen thee, and not cast thee away. 10 Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dis­mayed; for I am thy God: I will strength­en thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will up­hold thee with the right hand of my righ­teous­ness. 11 Be­hold, all they that were in­censed against thee shall be ashamed and con­found­ed: they shall be as noth­ing; and they that strive with thee shall per­ish. 12 Thou shalt seek them, and shalt not find them, even them that con­tend­ed with thee: they that war against thee shall be as noth­ing, and as a thing of nought. 13 For I the LORD thy God will hold thy right hand, say­ing unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee. 14 Fear not, thou worm Ja­cob, and ye men of Is­rael; I will help thee, saith the LORD, and thy re­deemer, the Holy One of Is­rael. 15 Be­hold, I will make thee a new sharp thresh­ing in­stru­ment hav­ing teeth: thou shalt thresh the moun­tains, and beat them small, and shalt make the hills as chaff. 16 Thou shalt fan them, and the wind shall car­ry them away, and the whirl­wind shall scat­ter them: and thou shalt re­joice in the LORD, and shalt glo­ry in the Holy One of Is­rael. 17 When the poor and needy seek wa­ter, and there is none, and their tongue faileth for thirst, I the LORD will hear them, I the God of Is­rael will not for­sake them. 18 I will open rivers in high places, and foun­tains in the midst of the val­leys: I will make the wilder­ness a pool of wa­ter, and the dry land springs of wa­ter. 19 I will plant in the wilder­ness the cedar, the shit­tah tree, and the myr­tle, and the oil tree; I will set in the desert the fir tree, and the pine, and the box tree to­geth­er: 20 That they may see, and know, and con­sid­er, and un­der­stand to­geth­er, that the hand of the LORD hath done this, and the Holy One of Is­rael hath cre­at­ed it. 21 Pro­duce your cause, saith the LORD; bring forth your strong reasons, saith the King of Ja­cob. 22 Let them bring them forth, and shew us what shall hap­pen: let them shew the for­mer things, what they be, that we may con­sid­er them, and know the lat­ter end of them; or de­clare us things for to come. 23 Shew the things that are to come here­after, that we may know that ye are gods: yea, do good, or do evil, that we may be dis­mayed, and be­hold it to­geth­er. 24 Be­hold, ye are of noth­ing, and your work of nought: an abom­i­na­tion is he that chooseth you. 25 I have raised up one from the north, and he shall come: from the ris­ing of the sun shall he call upon my name: and he shall come upon princes as upon morter, and as the pot­ter tread­eth clay. 26 Who hath de­clared from the be­gin­ning, that we may know? and be­fore­time, that we may say, He is righ­teous? yea, there is none that sheweth, yea, there is none that de­clareth, yea, there is none that heareth your words. 27 The first shall say to Zion, Be­hold, be­hold them: and I will give to Jerusalem one that bringeth good tid­ings. 28 For I be­held, and there was no man; even among them, and there was no coun­sel­lor, that, when I asked of them, could an­swer a word. 29 Be­hold, they are all van­i­ty; their works are noth­ing: their molten im­ages are wind and con­fu­sion.