1. Listen, O isles, unto me, and hearken, ye peoples, from far, The Lord has called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother he has remembered my name.
2. And he has made my mouth like a sharp sword; with the shadow of his hand he has covered me, and made me a clean arrow; in his quiver he has kept me.
3. And he said unto me, Thou art my slave, O Israel; in thee I will glory.
4. But I said, I have laboured in vain; I have spent my strength for nothing, and in vain; yet surely my judgment is before the Lord and my recompense with my God.
5. And now, saith the Lord, he that formed me from the womb to be his slave, so that Jacob might be converted unto him. But if Israel will not be gathered, even so, yet I shall be esteemed in the eyes of the Lord, and my God shall be my strength.