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Here is the servant God supports,
The chosen one who He is pleased;
He has put His Spirit on Him,
Bringing justice onto the grim.
He will not cry out or raise His voice,
But his voice heard on the streets;
Which will make the people rejoice,
As it vibrates all of their seats.
He will not break damaged cattails,
He will not put out smoking wicks;
It is justice that he details,
On those with immoral antics.
He will never be discouraged,
Till justice is set up on earth;
His teachings never disparaged,
For knowing what of their true worth.
The Lord created the heaven,
Stretched them out and then shaped the earth;
All that comes on it was given,
All created been given birth.
The Lord has said do what is right,
And He will take hold of your hand;
As you are guided by the light,
While following His commands.
He will protect you as promised,
You will give sight to the blind;
The proud will be the toughest,
For becoming humbled and kind.
The Lord our God is His name,
He gives His glory to just one;
And for Him alone to proclaim,
As His only begotten Son.
Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer
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