⁸The Lord hath sworn by his right hand, and by the arm of his strength: Surely I will no more give thy corn to be meat for thy enemies: and the sons of the strangers shall not drink thy wine, for which thou hast laboured.

⁹For they that gather it, shall eat it, and shall praise the Lord: and they that bring it together, shall drink it in my holy courts.

¹⁰Go through, go through the gates, prepare the way for the people, make the road plain, pick out the stones, and lift up the standard to the people.

¹¹Behold the Lord hath made it to be heard in the ends of the earth, tell the daughter of Sion: Behold thy Saviour cometh: behold his reward is with him, and his work before him.

¹²And they shall call them, The holy people, the redeemed of the Lord. But thou shalt be called: A city sought after, and not forsaken.

Chapter 63

Who is this that cometh from Edom, with dyed garments from Bosra, this beautiful one in his robe, walking in the greatness of his strength. I, that speak justice, and am a defender to save.

²Why then is thy apparel red, and thy garments like theirs that tread in the winepress?

³I have trodden the winepress alone, and of the Gentiles there is not a man with me: I have trampled on them in my indignation, and have trodden them down in my wrath, and their blood is sprinkled upon my garments, and I have stained all my apparel.

⁴For the day of vengeance is in my heart, the year of my redemption is come.

⁵I looked about, and there was none to help: I sought, and there was none to give aid: and my own arm hath saved for me, and my indignation itself hath helped me.

⁶And I have trodden down the people in my wrath, and have made them drunk in my indignation, and have brought down their strength to the earth.

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