Isaiah, Chapter 52

MY Servant shall acquire divine Renown,
And regal Honours shall his Temples crown.
Kings at his Feet their Diadems shall lay,
And all the willing World his Empire shall obey.
His Godlike Government and righteous Laws
From Men and Angels shall receive applause.
He shall his own and Subjects Rights maintain,
Protect his Friends, Oppressors rage restrain,
And everlasting Peace shall bless his glorious Reign.
As Men at his Affliction were amaz'd
And on his wondrous Woe with Horror gaz'd,
(Whose Face was so deform'd, his Flesh so worn
With all the Toyl and Torments he had born,
No Eye e'er saw, no Tongue can e'er express
Such perfect Grief such infinite distress.)
So shall he be exalted and his height,
Shall bear proportion to his humble state.

His Heav'nly Doctrines on the Nations round
Shall fall as dropping Rain upon the Ground.
Attentive Monarchs with a greedy Ear
Shall all his wise Divine Instructions hear.
They'll with profound Humility receive
The Oracles and Counsels he shall give.
No more their impious Tongues shall him condemn,
No more Religion or its God blaspheme.
His Godlike Wisdom they shall all adore,
And joyful Tydings hear they never heard before.
Tydings that new and wondrous Things assert,
That God the Nations will at length convert
And of his Kingdom make the Heathen World a part.