The Spirit Of The Lord, Isaiah 61

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me
He's anointed me to bring good news
To bind up the broken-hearted
Set the captives free from their chains

Proclaim the year of the Lord's favor
Vengeance day for those lost in sin
Comfort all those who mourn in Zion
Give them garlands where sorrow's been

Beauty for ashes
Joy for despair
A garment of praise in the midnight air
We are the oaks
Righteousness we wear
Planted by the Lord
Tended with care

Rebuild ancient ruins once shattered
Raise up the former devastations
Repair the ruined cities
Generations see His salvation

Foreigners will shepherd your flocks
Nations call you priests of the Lord
You will eat the riches of kings
In their glory you'll be adorned

Beauty for ashes
Joy for despair
A garment of praise in the midnight air
We are the oaks
Righteousness we wear
Planted by the Lord
Tended with care

Tended with care