King James VersionIsaiah49

Isaiah

1 Lis­ten, O isles, unto me; and hear­ken, ye peo­ple, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bow­els of my moth­er hath he made men­tion of my name. 2 And he hath made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shad­ow of his hand hath he hid me, and made me a pol­ished shaft; in his quiver hath he hid me; 3 And said unto me, Thou art my ser­vant, O Is­rael, in whom I will be glo­ri­fied. 4 Then I said, I have laboured in vain, I have spent my strength for nought, and in vain: yet sure­ly my judg­ment is with the LORD, and my work with my God. 5 And now, saith the LORD that formed me from the womb ­to be his ser­vant, to bring Ja­cob again to him, Though Is­rael be not gath­ered, yet shall I be glo­ri­ous in the eyes of the LORD, and my God shall be my strength. 6 And he said, It is a light thing that thou shouldest be my ser­vant to raise up the tribes of Ja­cob, and to re­store the pre­served of Is­rael: I will also give thee for a light to the Gen­tiles, that thou mayest be my sal­va­tion unto the end of the earth. 7 Thus saith the LORD, the Re­deemer of Is­rael, and his Holy One, to him whom man de­spiseth, to him whom the na­tion ab­hor­reth, to a ser­vant of rulers, Kings shall see and arise, princes also shall wor­ship, be­cause of the LORD that is faith­ful, and the Holy One of Is­rael, and he shall choose thee. 8 Thus saith the LORD, In an ac­cept­able time have I heard thee, and in a day of sal­va­tion have I helped thee: and I will pre­serve thee, and give thee for a covenant of the peo­ple, to es­tab­lish the earth, to cause to in­her­it the des­o­late her­itages; 9 That thou mayest say to the pris­on­ers, Go forth; to them that are in dark­ness, Shew your­selves. They shall feed in the ways, and their pas­tures shall be in all high places. 10 They shall not hunger nor thirst; nei­ther shall the heat nor sun smite them: for he that hath mer­cy on them shall lead them, even by the springs of wa­ter shall he guide them. 11 And I will make all my moun­tains a way, and my high­ways shall be ex­alt­ed. 12 Be­hold, these shall come from far: and, lo, these from the north and from the west; and these from the land of Sin­im. 13 Sing, O heav­ens; and be joy­ful, O earth; and break forth into singing, O moun­tains: for the LORD hath com­fort­ed his peo­ple, and will have mer­cy upon his af­flict­ed. 14 But Zion said, The LORD hath for­sak­en me, and my Lord hath for­got­ten me. 15 Can a wom­an for­get her suck­ing child, that she should not have com­pas­sion on the son of her womb? yea, they may for­get, yet will I not for­get thee. 16 Be­hold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are con­tin­u­al­ly be­fore me. 17 Thy chil­dren shall make haste; thy de­stroy­ers and they that made thee waste shall go forth of thee. 18 Lift up thine eyes round about, and be­hold: all these gath­er them­selves to­geth­er, and come to thee. As I live, saith the LORD, thou shalt sure­ly clothe thee with them all, as with an or­na­ment, and bind them on thee, as a bride doeth. 19 For thy waste and thy des­o­late places, and the land of thy de­struc­tion, shall even now be too nar­row by rea­son of the in­hab­i­tants, and they that swal­lowed thee up shall be far away. 20 The chil­dren which thou shalt have, af­ter thou hast lost the oth­er, shall say again in thine ears, The place is too strait for me: give place to me that I may dwell. 21 Then shalt thou say in thine heart, Who hath be­got­ten me these, see­ing I have lost my chil­dren, and am des­o­late, a cap­tive, and re­mov­ing to and fro? and who hath brought up these? Be­hold, I was left alone; these, where had they been? 22 Thus saith the Lord GOD, Be­hold, I will lift up mine hand to the Gen­tiles, and set up my stan­dard to the peo­ple: and they shall bring thy sons in their arms, and thy daugh­ters shall be car­ried upon their shoul­ders. 23 And kings shall be thy nurs­ing fa­thers, and their queens thy nurs­ing moth­ers: they shall bow down to thee with their face to­ward the earth, and lick up the dust of thy feet; and thou shalt know that I am the LORD: for they shall not be ashamed that wait for me. 24 Shall the prey be tak­en from the mighty, or the law­ful cap­tive de­liv­ered? 25 But thus saith the LORD, Even the cap­tives of the mighty shall be tak­en away, and the prey of the ter­ri­ble shall be de­liv­ered: for I will con­tend with him that con­tendeth with thee, and I will save thy chil­dren. 26 And I will feed them that op­press thee with their own flesh; and they shall be drunk­en with their own blood, as with sweet wine: and all flesh shall know that I the LORD am thy Saviour and thy Re­deemer, the mighty One of Ja­cob.