Forget the former things;
do not dwell on the past.
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not
I am making a way in the desert
and streams in the wasteland.
The wild animals honor me,
the jackals and the owls,
because I provide water in the desert
and streams in the wasteland,
to give drink to my people, my chosen,
the people I formed for myself
that they may proclaim my praise.
He said to me, "You are my servant,
Israel, in whom I will display
You turned my wailing into dancing;
you removed my sackclothed and clothed
me with joy,
that my heart may sing to you and not be
O LORD my God, I will give you thanks
But as for me, I will always have hope;
I will praise you yet more and more.