Isaiah 63

¹Who is this who comes from Edom, with blood-red robes from Bozrah? he whose clothing is fair, stepping with pride in his great strength? I whose glory is in the right, strong for salvation.

²Why is your clothing red, and why are your robes like those of one who is crushing the grapes?

³I have been crushing the grapes by myself, and of the peoples there was no man with me: in my wrath and in my passion, they were crushed under my feet; and my robes are marked with their life-blood, and all my clothing is red.

⁴For the day of punishment is in my heart, and the year for the payment of the price for my people has come.

⁵And I saw that there was no helper, and I was wondering that no one gave them support: so my arm did the work of salvation, and my wrath was my support.

⁶And in my passion the peoples were crushed under my feet, and broken in my wrath, and I put down their strength to the earth.

⁷I will give news of the mercies of the Lord, and his great acts, even all the things the Lord has done for us, in his great grace to the house of Israel; even all he has done for us in his unnumbered mercies.

⁸For he said, Truly they are my people, children who will not be false: so he was their saviour out of all their trouble.

⁹It was no sent one or angel, but he himself who was their saviour: in his love and in his pity he took up their cause, and he took them in his arms, caring for them all through the years.

¹⁰But they went against him, causing grief to his holy spirit: so he was turned against them, and made war on them.