Seek the Lord who now is pre­sent,
Pray to One who is at hand.
Let the wick­ed cease from sin­ning,
Evildoers change their mind.
On the sin­ful God has pi­ty;
Those re­turn­ing God for­gives.
This is what the Lord is say­ing
To a world that dis­be­lieves.

“Judge Me not by hu­man stand­ards!
As the vault of heav­en soars
High ab­ove the earth, so high­er
Are my thoughts and ways than yours.
See how rain and snow from heav­en
Make earth blos­som and bear fruit,
Giving you, be­fore re­turn­ing,
Seed for sow­ing, bread to eat:

So My Word re­turns not fruit­less;
Does not from its la­bors cease
Till it has achieved My pur­pose
In a world of joy and peace.
God is love! How close the pro­phet
To that vi­tal gos­pel word!
In Isai­ah’s in­spir­ation
It is Je­sus we have heard!