Why do the heathen rage so furiously
Against the Lord and His Anointed? Why
Do potentates with vain malignity
Their un-might wreak on Him, who from on high
Derides in wrath their imbecility?
Whom dare ye thus defy? For know not ye
Before Him nations are but vanity?
And Islands are but dust? Attend and see.
He who the earth's foundation laid, yea, He
Who the world circumscribeth, lo, 'tis He.
Lift up your eyes, O Nations, look and see:
Whose is the might that alt created? See,
The Lord, the Everlasting God is He,
That stretcheth forth His arm unceasingly
The poor to raise, the proud to stultify.
Keep silence, O ye Islands. Turn to Me,
Ye Nations of the east. Draw nigh and see
The Just who hath appeared. The Word is He;
The Alpha: The Omega: I Am He:
The Lord Omnipotent in Majesty.
Give ear, O Islands: hearken unto Me,
And ye who are afar lo, I Am He
Who from the womb am called. My Name shall be
Before our God in Sion. Come to Me.
'I Am Who Am' it is, that calleth ye.
With Strength the Lord is come: His arm shall be
The Ruler of the peoples - yet is He
So meek and gentle that all tenderly
And Shepherd-like He folds the lambs to be
Close to His Bosom - God of Love is He.
He willeth not as God in Majesty
To wreck their great un-might; but He
In weakness will their impotence defy -
In weakness of the Man - and crushed will be
Man's hellish pride, through man's infirmity.
- text taken from Mary: The Perfect Woman, by Emily Mary Shapcote