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Who is this who comes from Edom, With dyed garments from Bozrah, This One who is glorious in His apparel, Traveling in the greatness of His strength?-- "I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save."
2
Why is Your apparel red, And Your garments like one who treads in the winepress?
3
"I have trodden the winepress alone, And from the peoples no one was with Me. For I have trodden them in My anger, And trampled them in My fury; Their blood is sprinkled upon My garments, And I have stained all My robes.
4
For the day of vengeance is in My heart, And the year of My redeemed has come.
5
I looked, but there was no one to help, And I wondered That there was no one to uphold; Therefore My own arm brought salvation for Me; And My own fury, it sustained Me.
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I have trodden down the peoples in My anger, Made them drunk in My fury, And brought down their strength to the earth."