The Book of Isaiah Chapter 49 – New King James Version (NKJV) – Audio Bible

Chapter 49 Listen o coastlands to me And take heed you peoples from afar The Lord has called me from the womb From The Matrix of my mother he has made Mention of my name And he has made my mouth like a sharp Sword In the shadow of his hand he has hidden Me and made me a polished shaft In his quiver he has hidden me And he said to me You are my servant o Israel in whom I Will be glorified Then I said I have labored in vain I have spent my Strength for nothing and in vain Yet surely my just reward is with the Lord and my work with my God And now the Lord says who formed me from The womb to be his servant to bring Jacob back to him so that Israel is Gathered to him For I shall be glorious in the eyes of The Lord and my God shall be my strength Indeed he says It is too small a thing that you should Be my servant to raise up the tribes of Jacob and to restore the preserved ones Of Israel I will also give you as a light to the Gentiles that you should be my salvation To the ends of the Earth Thus says the Lord the Redeemer of

Israel their Holy One to him whom man Despises to him whom the nation abhors To the servant of rulers Kings shall see and arise Princes also shall worship Because of the Lord who is faithful The Holy One of Israel And he has chosen you Thus says the Lord In an acceptable time I have heard you And in the day of salvation I have Helped you I will preserve you and give you as a Covenant to the people To restore the Earth To cause them to inherit the desolate Heritages That you may say to the prisoners go Forth To those who are in darkness show Yourselves They shall feed along the roads and Their pastures shall be on all desolate Heights They shall neither hunger nor thirst Neither heat nor Sun shall strike them For he who has Mercy on them will lead Them Even by the Springs of water he will Guide them I will make each of my mountains a road And my highways shall be elevated Surely these shall come from afar Look those from the North and the west

And these from the land of sinim Sing O Heavens be joyful o Earth And break out in singing o Mountains for The Lord has comforted his people And will have mercy on his afflicted But Zion said The Lord has forsaken me and my Lord has Forgotten me Can a woman forget her nursing child And not have compassion on the son of Her womb Surely they may forget Yet I will not forget you See I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands Your walls are continually before me Your sons shall make haste Your destroyers and those who laid you Waste shall go away from you Lift up your eyes Look around and see All these gather together and come to You As I live says the Lord you shall surely Clothe yourselves with them all as an Ornament And bind them on you as a bride does For your waste and desolate places and The land of your destruction Will even now be too small for the Inhabitants And those who swallowed you up will be Far away The children you will have after you

Have lost the others Will say again in your ears The place is too small for me give me a Place where I may dwell Then you will say in your heart Who has begotten these for me since I Have lost my children and am desolate a Captive and wandering to and fro And who has brought these up There I was left alone But these where were they Thus says the Lord God Behold I will lift my hand in an oath to the Nations And set up my standard for the peoples They shall bring your sons in their arms And your daughters shall be carried on Their shoulders Kings shall be your Foster fathers and Their Queens your nursing mothers They shall bow down to you with their Faces to the Earth and lick up the dust Of your feet Then you will know that I am the Lord For they shall not be ashamed who wait For me Shall the prey be taken from the mighty Or the captives of the righteous be Delivered But thus says the Lord Even the captives of the mighty shall be Taken away And the prey of the terrible be

Delivered For I will contend with him who contends With you And I will save your children I will feed those who oppress you with Their own flesh and they shall be drunk With their own blood as with sweet wine All Flesh shall know that I the Lord am Your savior and your Redeemer the mighty One of Jacob

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