“I am but a child!” you say.
“What business do you have with people of no claim,
of no clout, of no clue about the road to repentance
and the return from exile?”
Aahh, O clueless one, of no claim and no clout,
you know not that of which you speak!
Before your mother’s maiden life, I knew you;
before your father’s toddling feet,
I planned your sinews and mapped your countenance.
O child of consecrated lips and covenant voice,
relinquish your fear!
You shall not be put to shame.
Your Refuge is secure.
It is you, O child of destined grace,
who will utter the Word that will shatter all enmity.
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