CHAPTER 63
1Who is this coming from Edom,
in ensanguined garments from Bosra?
striding in His great power.
“I speak out in triumph,
great for granting victory.”
2“Why is there red on your garments
and your clothes like one treading a winepress?”
3“In the vat I have trodden alone—
of the peoples, no one was with Me,
and I trampled them in My wrath,
stomped on them in My fury,
and their lifeblood splattered My garments,
all My clothes I have befouled.
4For it is vengeance day in My heart
and My vindication’s year has come.
5And I looked, and there was no helper,
and I stared—and there was no sustainer.
But My own arm made Me triumph,
and My wrath, it was this sustained Me.
6And I trampled peoples in My wrath
and made them drunk with My fury,
and shed their lifeblood on the ground.”
7The LORD’s acts of kindness I recall,
the praises of the LORD.
As for all that the LORD requited us,
and the great bounty to the house of Israel
whom He requited with His mercy
and with His many acts of kindness.
8And He said, “Why, they are My people,
children who do not betray,”
and He became their rescuer.
9In all their distress was He distressed,
and the agent of His presence rescued them.
In His love and in His compassion He redeemed them,
plucked them up and bore them all the days of yore.
10But they rebelled and pained
His Holy spirit,
and He became an enemy to them,
He fought against them.
11But He recalled the days of yore,
drawing His people out from the water:
Where is He Who brought them up from the sea,
the shepherds of His flock?
Where is He Who put in their midst
His holy spirit?
12Who led at the right hand of Moses
with His glorious arm,
split the waters before them
to make Him an everlasting name,
13leading them through the deep;
like a horse in the desert they did not stumble.
14Like cattle in the valley You guided them,
the LORD’s spirit guided them.
So you led Your people
to make You a glorious name.
15Look from the heavens and see,
from Your holy and glorious abode.
Where are Your zeal and Your might?
Your deep feeling and your compassion
are held back from me.
16Though Abraham did not know us
nor Israel recognize us,
You, LORD, are our Father,
our Redeemer of yore is Your name.
17Why should You make us stray, LORD, from Your ways,
why make our hearts callous to the fear of You?
Turn back for the sake of Your servants,
the tribes of Your estate.
18For a brief time Your holy people had possession—
our foes trampled Your sanctuary.
19We become like ones You never ruled,
on whom Your name was not called.
Would that You tore open the heavens, came down,