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The Spirit of our Lord God,
Upon me and has anointed;
Because I give honor and laud,
A teacher He has appointed.
For I bring Good News to the poor,
Binding up the brokenhearted;
Proclaim freedom to reassure,
That iniquities are thwarted.
I proclaim this year His favor,
For the vengeance of our God;
Comfort the mourn for our Savior,
And punish the audacious flawed.
I grant those who mourn in Zion,
To give a beautiful headdress;
Suchlike the mane like a lion,
Confidence to relieve the stress.
Oil of gladness, garment of praise,
Instead of a fainting spirit;
The planting of oaks that will raise,
For the glory to inherit.
Ancient ruins that will be built,
Renewing the devastation;
Erasing generation guilt,
Bringing a new revelation.
Strangers shall stand to tend their flock,
Foreigners are plowing the field;
I will be a priest as I talk.
To the masses which are appealed.
You eat the wealth of the nations,
And in the glory, you shall boast;
Jubilee for generations,
For in the Lord you shall then host.
Instead of shame you shall rejoice,
Having an everlasting joy;
Gladness will be filling your voice,
A double portion you employ.
For I love justice of the Lord,
Able to be righting the wrong;
As I remain in one accord,
Under His wing where I belong.
For as the earth brings forth its sprouts,
From the garden that has been sown;
I will never have any doubts,
Causing my spirit to have grown.

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