A wick

After Isaiah 42:1-13

A wick burning

faintly, a reed

bruised, an aim

unwavering, a courage

undaunted, a servant

delighting the soul

of his master, a servant

infused with the master’s

spirit. And so behold:

the servant comes,

singing.

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The servant

After Isaiah 42:1-13

So who is this servant

we’re told to behold?

We’re not told his name

or his family or position;

what matters is

who’s upholding

who’s chosen

who creates delight

who will not break

who will not cry out

who will not faint

who will not be 

   discouraged

who will establish

   justice

who will not shatter

despite the bruise.

The servant is the Lord

is the servant

is the Lord

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Behold

After Isaiah 42:1-13

An old word: behold;

more than a command

to look, to see, more

than a command to gaze

and consider. It is a word

implying the speaker knows

that the object is something

extraordinary, something

unique, something that

to consider will create

change, profound change,

deep, change everlasting.

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