198. C. M. Christian Psalmist. The Saviour Foretold.

1 Behold my servant; see him rise Exalted in my might! Him have I chosen, and in him I place supreme delight.

2 On him in rich effusion poured, My spirit shall descend; My truth and judgment he shall show To earth's remotest end.

3 Gentle and still shall be his voice; No threats from him proceed; The smoking flax shall he not quench, Nor break the bruised reed.

4 The feeble spark to flames he'll raise; The weak will not despise; Judgment he shall bring forth to truth, And make the fallen rise.

5 The progress of his zeal and power Shall never know decline, Till foreign lands and distant isles Receive the law divine.