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Well may I rejoice in the Lord, well may this heart triumph in my God. The deliverance he sends is like a garment that wraps me about, his mercy like a cloak enfolding me; no bridegroom so proud of garland that crowns him, no bride of the necklace she wears. (Isaiah 61, 10)
For love of Sion I will no more be silent, for love of Jerusalem I will never rest, until he, the Just One, is revealed to her like the dawn, until he, her deliverer, shines out like a flame. (Isaiah 62, 1)
Out, out through the city gates! Give my people free passage; a road, there, a smooth road, away with the boulders on it! Raise a signal for all the nations to see. (Isaiah 62, 10)
And why are thy garments stained with red? Why dost thou go clad like the men who tread out the wine-press? (Isaiah 63, 2)
None other has trodden the wine-press but I only; out of all the nations, no champion came to stand at my side. I have been treading them down in my anger, trampling on them, full of vengeance; their blood that has been sprinkled on the clothes about me; I come in garments deep-dyed. (Isaiah 63, 3)
Wouldst thou but part heaven asunder, and come down, the hills shrinking from thy presence, (Isaiah 64, 1)
Graciously thou goest out to meet them, loyal lovers of thine that keep thee ever in mind, ever follow thy bidding.✻ And now thou art angry with us; we have sinned; so it has been a long while, and shall we find deliverance? (Isaiah 64, 5)
We are men defiled; what are all our claims on thy mercy? No better than the clout a woman casts away; we are like fallen leaves, every one of us, by the wind of our own transgressions whirled along. (Isaiah 64, 6)
Yet, Lord, thou art our father; we are but clay, and thou the craftsman who has fashioned us; (Isaiah 64, 8)
Outstretched these hands of mine, all the day long, to a nation of rebels, straying this way and that as the mood takes them, (Isaiah 65, 2)
See where the decree stands written in my presence, This shall not be passed over; I will take vengeance, pour it out into their laps. (Isaiah 65, 6)
Sin of yours, the Lord says, sin of your fathers, that sacrificed on mountain-tops, worshipped on the hill-sides in defiance of me; for all these I must repay due measure, poured out into the lap; that is my first task. (Isaiah 65, 7)
