Near the end of my arts course at the University of Sydney, I was given a copy of Edward J. Young’s Isaiah Fifty-Three (1952). I knew of him and his colleagues at Westminster Theological Seminary, but this was my first exposure to his writings. The simplicity with which he wrote and the rich devotional tone of the book struck me immediately. That book was but the first of several of Young’s books that I had read before I went to study at Westminster. ...