prophecy – Kate Bluett

There is a light that never dims,
no matter what we see,
and all the blinded wait for him
to set the captives free.

There is a light that we mistake—
more bright than flame or sun—
until we see the morning break
and know the glorious one.

Come, prophets, see what we cannot,
for we can only guess
the way marked for us in the dark
across this wilderness.

Come take our hands and lead the way
around pitfalls and stones
until he makes a level plain
to bear an easy road.

Or—yes—until we see it clear,
for then it shall be smooth.
When that great light is drawing near,
this wilderness will bloom.

And all the mountains bow to him,
and all the valleys rise,
the lame leap up and run to him
when morning greets our eyes.

Here is my servant whom I uphold,
my chosen one with whom I am pleased.
Upon him I have put my spirit;
he shall bring forth justice to the nations.
He will not cry out, nor shout,
nor make his voice 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 grow dim or be bruised
until he establishes justice on the earth;
the coastlands will wait for his teaching.
Isaiah 42:1-4

The bruised shall not be broken;
the light shall not go dim
until his word is spoken.
The coastlands wait for him
who comes as but as whisper
and shows but as a spark,
yet all the world shall listen
and seek him in the dark.

To all who thirst for justice
he is the living stream,
who hunger for the judgment
he is the boundless feast.
He shall not strike in temper
nor raise an angered voice,
yet Christ, the gentle shepherd,
will call us to rejoice.

For he, the reed once broken,
our brokenness shall heal,
and he, the word once spoken,
no secret shall conceal.
Now mercy's ancient brilliance
shall fill our nights and days,
for he, the light unkindled,
will never fade away.

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