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.

Who raised up one from the east whom righteousness met wherever he set his foot, gave the nations before him, and made him rule over his kings; his sword makes them as dust, his bow as driven stubble.

That he pursued them, and passed on safely; even by a path that his feet have not trodden.

Who has wrought and done it? He who calls the generations from the beginning; I the Lord, the first; and with the last, I am he.

The isles saw it, and feared; the ends of the earth trembled; they drew near, and came.

They helped every one his neighbour; and every one said to his brother, Be of good courage.

So the carpenter encouraged the goldsmith, and he that smoothes with the hammer him that smote the anvil, saying of the soldering, It is good: and he fastened it with nails, that it should not be moved.

But thou, Yisra᾽el, art my servant, Ya῾aqov whom I have chosen, the seed of Avraham my friend.

Thou whom I have taken from the ends of the earth, and called thee from its farthest corners, and said to thee, Thou art my servant; I have chosen thee, and not cast thee away.

Fear not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; indeed, I will help thee; moreover, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.

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.

Thou shalt seek them, and shalt not find them, those that contend with thee: they that war against thee shall be as nothing, and as a thing of nought.

For I, the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying to thee, Fear not; I will help thee.

Fear not, thou worm Ya῾aqov, O men of Yisra᾽el; I will help thee, says the Lord, and thy redeemer, the Holy One of Yisra᾽el.

Behold, I will make of thee a new sharp threshing instrument having teeth: thou shalt thresh the mountains, and beat them small, and shalt make the hills as chaff.

Thou shalt fan them, and the wind shall carry them away, and the storm wind shall scatter them: and thou shalt rejoice in the Lord, and shalt glory in the Holy One of Yisra᾽el.

The poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue is parched for thirst; I the Lord will answer them, I the God of Yisra᾽el will not forsake them.

I will open rivers on 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.

I will plant in the wilderness the cedar, the shitta tree, and the myrtle, and the oil tree; I will set in the ῾Arava cypress, maple, and box tree together:

that they may see, and know, and consider, and understand together, that the hand of the Lord has done this, and the Holy One of Yisra᾽el has created it.

Produce your cause, says the Lord; bring forth your strong reasons, says the King of Ya῾aqov.

Let them bring them forth, and tell us what shall happen: let them relate the former things, what they were, that we may consider them, and know the latter end of them; or declare us things to come.

Declare the things that are to come hereafter, that we may know that you are gods: indeed, do good, or do evil, that we may be dismayed, and behold it together.

Behold, you are of nothing, and your work of nought: an abomination is he that chooses you.

I have raised up one from the north, and he is come: from the rising of the sun, and he shall call upon my name: and he shall come upon princes as upon mortar, and as the potter treads clay.

Who has declared from the beginning, that we may know? and beforetime, that we may say, He is right? there is none that told, none that declared, not one even that heard your words.

A harbinger to Żiyyon will I give: Behold, behold them; and to Yerushalayim a messenger of good tidings.

For I behold, and there is no man; among them, and there is no counsellor, that, when I ask of them, could answer a word.

Behold, they are all vanity; their works are nothing: their molten idols are wind and confusion.