He won’t break a bent stalk, and he won’t snuff out a smoldering wick, until he makes justice win.
A bruised reed shall he not break, And smoking flax shall he not quench, Till he send forth judgment unto victory.
A bruised reed He will not break, and a smoldering (dimly burning) wick He will not quench, till He brings justice and a just cause to victory.
He shall not crush the bruised reed, and he shall not extinguish the smoking wick, until he sends forth judgment unto victory.
The bruised reed he shall not break: and smoking flax he shall not extinguish: till he send forth judgment unto victory.