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He doth not cry, nor lift up, Nor cause his voice to be heard, in the street.

A bruised reed he breaketh not, And dim flax he quencheth not, To truth he bringeth forth judgment.

He doth not become weak nor bruised, Till he setteth judgment in the earth, And for his law isles wait with hope.

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He will not shout or cry out,(A)
    or raise his voice in the streets.
A bruised reed(B) he will not break,(C)
    and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out.(D)
In faithfulness he will bring forth justice;(E)
    he will not falter or be discouraged
till he establishes justice(F) on earth.
    In his teaching(G) the islands(H) will put their hope.”(I)

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