Listen to me, you islands;
hear this, you distant nations:

=> Before I was born the Lord called me; from my mother’s womb he has spoken my name. 

=> He made my mouth like a sharpened sword,
=> In the shadow of his hand he hid me;
=> He made me into a polished arrow and
=> Concealed me in his quiver. 

# He said to me, “You are my servant, Israel, in whom I will display my splendor.” 

Isaiah 49:1‭-‬3