American Standard Version of 1901
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Behold, my servant, whom I uphold; my chosen, in whom my soul delighteth: I have put my Spirit upon him; he will bring forth justice to the {Or, nations (and elsewhere)}Gentiles.
He will not cry, nor lift up his voice, nor cause it to be heard in the street.
A bruised reed will he not break, and a dimly burning wick will he not quench: he will bring forth justice in truth.
He will not {Or, burn dimly}fail nor be {Or, bruised}discouraged, till he have set justice in the earth; and the isles shall wait for his law.