But now listen, O Jacob, my servant…

Do not be afraid…

For I will pour water on the thirsty land,

And streams on the dry ground;

I will pour out my Spirit on your offspring,

And my blessing on your descendants.

They will spring up like grass in a meadow,

Like poplar trees by flowing streams.

One will say, ‘I belong to the LORD’;

Another will call himself by the name of Jacob;

Still another will write on his hand, ‘The LORD’S’