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Why was no one there when I came?
Why was there no one to answer when I called?
Is My hand too short to redeem?
Or have I no power to deliver?
Behold, I dry up the sea at My rebuke,
I make rivers a wilderness—
    their fish stink for lack of water
    and die of thirst.
I clothe the heavens with blackness
and make sackcloth their covering.”

Third Servant Song: Face Like Flint

Adonai Elohim has given Me the tongue of the learned,[a]
that I may know how to sustain the weary with a word.
He awakens Me morning by morning.
He awakens My ear to give heed as a disciple.

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