Victor
I, the LORD, have called you for the victory of justice,
I have grasped you by the hand;
I formed you, and set you
as a covenant of the people,
a light for the nations,
to open the eyes of the blind,
to bring out prisoners from confinement,
and from the dungeon, those who live in darkness.
--Isaiah 42:6-7
Your justice comes in silence, not shouting in the street, not on the wings of violence but muddied, bloodstained feet; for justice is your servant, your own beloved son, the glorious and fervent, yet poor and lowly one. You formed him for your kingdom, for all its victories: to gather lambs and lead them— and he shall be our peace. And this shall be his token for blinded hearts to see: the reed we bruised unbroken, the prisoners set free. So all our dreams of conquest, my visions of control, must fall here at the outset so he may make us whole. He will not force allegiance, nor argue to convince. O God, your love is pleading: I bow before your prince.
