The Obedient Servant
1. The Sovereign Lord has given me
a tongue by which I give
instruction
to know the word of
consolation,
the timely word for those
who sigh.
Each morning he calls me to
listen
for I must do as I am
bidden.
2. My ears are open to the Lord
and I have never been
rebellious.
I have obeyed with utmost
calmness.
I will not disregard his
word
but will accept what he
commands me
and do whatever he demands me.
3. I gave my back to cruel
beasts,
to those who flogged me
without mercy.
My cheeks I gave to those
who shamed me.
They pulled my beard out by
the roots.
I did not hide my face from
mocking
and from their filthy
hateful spitting.
4. Because the Sovereign Lord gives aid,
before him I am not embarrassed.
I will trust him though
things look bleakest.
And so my face like flint
I’ve made.
He will defend my reputation
so that I am by shame not
smitten.
5. My Vindicator is so near.
Who then will bring a charge
against me?
I challenge them to try
confront me.
I don’t think anyone will
dare.
I’m ready to face my
accuser.
None can condemn me – God’s my
helper.
6. His troubled servant God
will bless:
He will avenge me for my
suffering.
His eyes were open to my
writhing.
He saved me from all my
distress.
My mockers will wear out
like garments
and moths will eat up all
the fragments.
George
van Popta
Based on Isaiah 50:4-9
Metre
899D
