Anointed, I proclaim the year
Of favor, when the deaf shall hear
When hearts shall mend, the blind shall see,
And captive spirits shall go free,
For such awaits us "in that day,"
A certain seer was wont to say.
I say the time to wait is past For all that holy prophet spake.
This day, Isaiah's dawn at last shall break.
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