Listen to me O coastlands.
And give attention, you people from afar.
We come listening from all lands.
From near and far.

The Lord called me from the womb.
From the body of my mother he named my name.
And he will remember me in my tomb.
By my own name.

He made my mouth like a sharp sword.
In the shadow of his hand he hid me.
I will always call him Lord.
For always he is with me.

He said to me you are my servant.
I answered yes , I am your servant.

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I’m called from the womb
The Lord knew me even then
And he knows me now

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See Isaiah 49: 1-6