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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)
looked I all around, there was none to help me; vainly I called for aid. My own arm should bring the deliverance I intended; my own indignation uphold me.✻ (Isaiah 63, 5)
Bethink thee now, in heaven; look down from the palace where thou dwellest, holy and glorious. Where, now, is thy jealous love, where thy warrior’s strength? Where is thy yearning of heart, thy compassion? For me, compassion is none. (Isaiah 63, 15)
Yet, who is our father, Lord, if not thou? Let Abraham disown us, Israel disclaim his own blood, we are thy sons still; is it not thy boast of old, thou hast paid a price for us? (Isaiah 63, 16)
To the rest it is all one; slaughter they an ox, or murder a human victim,✻ cut sheep’s throat, or dash out a dog’s brains, make offering of meal, or of swine’s blood, in my honour burn incense, or bless the name of a false god. In all this, it is but caprice guides their choice, in all manner of abominations; (Isaiah 66, 3)
Thus says the Lord, Peace shall flow through her like a river, the wealth of the nations shall pour into her like a torrent in flood; this shall be the milk you drain, like children carried at the breast, fondled on a mother’s lap. (Isaiah 66, 12)
And out of all nations they shall bring your brethren back, an offering to the Lord, with horse and chariot, with litter and mule and waggon, to Jerusalem, the Lord says, to this mountain, my sanctuary. A bloodless offering this, for the sons of Israel to bring, in its sanctified vessel, to the Lord’s house! (Isaiah 66, 20)
Sail the seas till you reach the isles of Cethim; send envoys out to the wilds of Cedar; look for yourselves and make earnest enquiry, to know if the like was ever heard! (Jeremiah 2, 10)
wild ass in its familiar desert, scenting its mate, never obeyed the fire in its blood more uncontrollably! Little search it needs to find thy haunts, as its mate in spring-time.✻ (Jeremiah 2, 24)
In vain I have smitten them, all those sons of yours; still you turned your swords against the prophets, bloodthirsty as lions. (Jeremiah 2, 30)
There is blood on thy hands, the blood of friendless folk and innocent. It is not thieves I have found, but men guilty of such crimes as these.✻ (Jeremiah 2, 34)
The many gods of hill-side and mountain-side have played us false; we know it now; we know now that Israel must look to the Lord our God for deliverance. (Jeremiah 3, 23)
