William D. Thompson - Behold my servant - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Behold my servant, whom I uphold, 
 my chosen, in whom my soul delights; 
 I have put my Spirit upon him, 
 he will bring forth justice to the nations.
 
 He will not cry or lift up his voice, 
 or make it heard in the street; 
 a bruised reed he will not break, 
 and a dimly burning wick he will not quench; 
 he will faithfully bring forth justice. 
 
 He will not fail or be discouraged 
 till he has established justice in the earth; 
 And the coastlands wait for his law.
 Behold my servant, whom I uphold, 
 my chosen, in whom my soul delights.