To Cyrus, whose right hand I have
To subdue the nations before him
And loose the armor of kings,
To open before him the double doors,
So that the gates will not be shut:
I will go before you And make the
crooked places straight;
I will break in pieces the gates of bronze
And cut the bars of iron.
I will give you the treasures of darkness
And the hidden riches of secret places,
That you may know that I, the Lord,
Who call you by your name,
Am the God of Israel.