1 Who is this coming from Edom, from Bozrah, with garments dyed red, this one resplendent in his clothing, marching in his great strength? "It is I, who speak in righteousness, mighty to save."
2 Why is your clothing red, and your garments like those of one who treads the winepress?
3 "I have trodden the winepress all alone; of the peoples no one was with me. I trod them in my anger and trampled them in my fury; their juice spattered my garments, and I have stained all my clothes.
4 For the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year of my redeemed had arrived.
5 I looked, and there was no one to help; I was appalled that no one gave support; so my own arm won me the victory, and my fury held me up.
6 I trampled peoples in my anger, made them drunk in my fury, and brought their lifeblood down to the ground."
7 I will call to mind the LORD's acts of steadfast love, the LORD's praiseworthy deeds, in keeping with all the LORD has done for us, and the great goodness he has shown the house of Israel, in keeping with his compassion and the abundance of his steadfast love.
8 He said, "They are my people indeed, children who will not be false," and so he became their Savior.
9 In all their distress he was afflicted, and the angel of his presence saved them; in his love and his mercy he redeemed them; he lifted them and carried them all the days of old.
10 But they rebelled and grieved his Holy Spirit; so he turned into their enemy and himself fought against them.
11 Then he remembered the days of old, of Moses and his people: Where is the one who brought them up from the sea with the shepherds of his flock? Where is the one who placed his Holy Spirit among them,
12 who made his glorious arm march at Moses' right hand, who split the waters before them to win himself an everlasting name,
13 who led them through the depths? Like a horse in open country, they did not stumble.
14 Like cattle going down into the valley, they were given rest by the Spirit of the LORD. That is how you led your people, to win yourself a glorious name.
15 Look down from heaven and see, from your lofty dwelling, holy and glorious. Where are your zeal and your mighty acts? The yearning of your heart and your compassion are held back from me.
16 For you are our Father, though Abraham does not know us and Israel does not recognize us; you, LORD, are our Father; "Our Redeemer from of old" is your name.
17 Why, LORD, do you let us stray from your ways and harden our hearts so that we do not fear you? Come back for the sake of your servants, the tribes that are your inheritance.
18 Your holy people held possession only a little while; our foes have trampled your sanctuary.
19 We have long been like people you never ruled, like those who were never called by your name.