CHAPTER 51
1Listen to me, pursuers of justice,
seekers of the LORD.
Look to the rock you were hewn from
and to the quarry from which you were cut.
2Look to Abraham your father
and to Sarah who spawned you.
For he was the one whom I summoned,
and I blessed him and made him many.
3For the LORD has comforted Zion,
brought comfort to all her ruins
and made her desert like Eden,
her wasteland like the garden of the LORD.
Gladness and joy are within her.
thanksgiving and the sound of song.
4Hearken to Me, My people,
and My nation, give ear to Me.
For teaching from Me shall go out
and My justice as a light to the peoples.
5In an instant My triumph draws near,
My rescue comes forth,
and my arm shall rule over peoples.
The coastland shall wait for Me
and count on My strong arm.
6Lift up your eyes to the heavens,
and look on the earth below.
Though the heavens be scattered like smoke,
and the earth worn out like a garment,
and its dwellers like gnats die out,
My rescue shall be forever,
and My triumph shall not be shattered.
7Listen to Me, knowers of justice,
a people with My teaching in its heart.
Do not be afraid of the insults of men,
and from their mockery do not quail.
8For like a garment the moth shall consume them,
and like wool the grub shall consume them.
But My triumph shall be forever
and My rescue for ages to come.
9Awake, awake, put on strength,
O arm of the LORD.
Awake as in days of yore,
ages long past.
Was it not You who hacked apart Rahab,
who pierced the Beast of the Sea?
10Was it not You who dried up the sea,
the waters of the great deep,
Who turned the sea’s depths into a road
for the redeemed to go over?
11And the LORD’s ransomed shall return
and come to Zion with glad song,
everlasting joy upon their heads,
gladness and joy they shall attain,
and sorrow and sighing shall flee.
12I, I am He Who comforts you.
What troubles you that you should fear man who dies
and the son of man who is no more than grass,
13and you forget the LORD your Maker,
Who stretches out the heavens and founds the earth,
and you are in constant fear, all day long,
of the oppressor’s wrath, as he aims to destroy?
But where is the oppressor’s wrath?
14He who crouches shall quickly be freed,
and shall not die in the Pit,
and his bread shall not lack.
15As for Me, the LORD your God,
Who treads the sea and its waves roar,
the LORD of Armies is His name.
16I have put My word in your mouth
and in the shadow of My hand have covered you,
stretching out the heavens and founding the earth
and saying to Zion, “You are My people.”
17Awake, awake,
rise up, Jerusalem,
you who have drunk from the hand of the LORD
the cup of His wrath,
you drank to the dregs.
18There is none to guide her
of all the sons she bore,
and none to hold her hand
of all the sons she raised.
19Two did I call down upon you—
who will grieve for you?—
wrack and ruin, famine and sword
how can I comfort you?
20Your children have fainted, are lying
at the head of every street
filled with the wrath of the LORD,
the rebuke of your God.
21Therefore, pray hear this, afflicted woman,
drunk but not from wine.
22Thus said your Master the LORD
and your God Who contends for His people:
Look, I have taken from your hand
the chalice of My wrath.
You shall no longer drink from it,
23and I will put it in the hand of your oppressors
who said to you, “Bow, that we may walk over you.”
and you made your back like the ground,
like a street for passersby.