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There shall come forth a shoot,
From Jesse of his stump;
As a branch to bear fruit,
For those were in the slump,
The Spirit of the Lord,
Shall be resting on Him;
While in one accord,
To give spiritual vim.
The Spirit of wisdom,
Also understanding;
Coming from His Kingdom,
The Father commanding.
The Spirit of counsel,
Of knowledge and of fear;
Will be His utensil,
For knowing God is near.
As His delight shall be,
In the fear of the Lord;
Not judge what He shall see,
Decide to what is heard.
Righteousness He shall judge,
Equity for the meek;
As neutral without grudge,
For fairness that they seek.
With the rod of His tongue,
And the breath of His lips;
The wicked shall be flung,
See the fire that grips.
Righteousness as His belt,
Faithfulness gird His reigns;
Pure white robe like a felt,
Compassion through His veins.
The wolf dwells with the lamb,
The leopard with the goat;
The lion with the ram,
To the Lord they devote.
For a child shall lead,
His hand in the snake den;
On the cross He shall bleed,
Will die to rise again.
Not to hurt or destroy,
On His holy mountain;
Eternal life enjoy,
A life giving fountain.
Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer
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