Isaiah 63:2–6

Why is your apparel red,

and your garments like his who treads in the winepress?

“I have trodden the winepress alone,

and from the peoples no one was with me;

I trod them in my anger

and trampled them in my wrath;

their lifeblood spattered on my garments,

and stained all my apparel.

For the day of vengeance was in my heart,

and my year of redemption had come.

I looked, but there was no one to help;

I was appalled, but there was no one to uphold;

so my own arm brought me salvation,

and my wrath upheld me.

I trampled down the peoples in my anger;

I made them drunk in my wrath,

and I poured out their lifeblood on the earth.”

Why are your garments red,

like those of one treading the winepress?

“I have trodden the winepress alone;

from the nations no one was with me.

I trampled them in my anger

and trod them down in my wrath;

their blood spattered my garments,

and I stained all my clothing.

It was for me the day of vengeance;

the year for me to redeem had come.

I looked, but there was no one to help,

I was appalled that no one gave support;

so my own arm achieved salvation for me,

and my own wrath sustained me.

I trampled the nations in my anger;

in my wrath I made them drunk

and poured their blood on the ground.”

Why are your clothes red,

and your garments like one who treads a winepress?

I trampled the winepress alone,

and no one from the nations was with me.

I trampled them in my anger

and ground them underfoot in my fury;

their blood spattered my garments,

and all my clothes were stained.

For I planned the day of vengeance,

and the year of my redemption came.

I looked, but there was no one to help,

and I was amazed that no one assisted;

so my arm accomplished victory for me,

and my wrath assisted me.

I crushed nations in my anger;

I made them drunk with my wrath

and poured out their blood on the ground.

Why are your clothes so red,

as if you have been treading out grapes?

“I have been treading the winepress alone;

no one was there to help me.

In my anger I have trampled my enemies

as if they were grapes.

In my fury I have trampled my foes.

Their blood has stained my clothes.

For the time has come for me to avenge my people,

to ransom them from their oppressors.

I was amazed to see that no one intervened

to help the oppressed.

So I myself stepped in to save them with my strong arm,

and my wrath sustained me.

I crushed the nations in my anger

and made them stagger and fall to the ground,

spilling their blood upon the earth.”

Why are your garments red,

and your garments like he who treads in the winepress?

“I have trodden the winepress alone,

and there was no man from the peoples with me.

And I trod them in my anger,

and I trampled them in my wrath,

and spattered their juice on my garments,

and stained all my clothing,

for the day of vengeance was in my heart,

and the year of my blood-vengeance has come!

And I looked, but there was no helper,

and I was appalled, but there was no one who sustains,

so my arm came to assist me,

and my wrath was what sustained me.

And I trampled peoples in my anger,

and I made them drunk in my wrath,

and I brought their juice down to the earth.”

Wherefore art thou red in thine apparel,

And thy garments like him that treadeth in the winefat?

I have trodden the winepress alone;

And of the people there was none with me:

For I will tread them in mine anger,

And trample them in my fury;

And their blood shall be sprinkled upon my garments,

And I will stain all my raiment.

For the day of vengeance is in mine heart,

And the year of my redeemed is come.

And I looked, and there was none to help;

And I wondered that there was none to uphold:

Therefore mine own arm brought salvation unto me;

And my fury, it upheld me.

And I will tread down the people in mine anger,

And make them drunk in my fury,

And I will bring down their strength to the earth.