Isaiah 63

Who is this who comes from Edom, with the redness of garments from Bosor, so beautiful in his robe, with force, with strength? It is I who speak of righteousness and the judgment of salvation.

Why are your garments red, and your clothes as from a trodden winepress?

I am full of trodden grapes, and of the nations there is not a man with me; and I trampled them in wrath and crushed them like earth, and brought their blood down to the ground.

For a day of recompense has come upon them, and the year of redemption is at hand.

And I looked, and there was no helper; and I considered, and there was no one to assist; and my arm delivered them, and my wrath came upon them.

And I trampled them in my anger, and brought their blood down to the ground.

I will remember the mercy of the Lord, the excellencies of the Lord, in all that the Lord recompenses to us. The Lord is a good judge to the house of Israel; he brings it upon us according to his mercy and according to the abundance of his righteousness.

And he said, Are they not my people? They are children; surely they will not deal falsely. And he became salvation to them.

Out of all their affliction it was not an envoy nor an angel, but the Lord himself who saved them, because he loved them and spared them; he himself redeemed them and took them up and exalted them all the days of the age.

But they were disobedient and provoked his Holy Spirit; and he was turned into an enemy to them, and he himself fought against them.

And he remembered the days of old, he who brought up out of the land the shepherd of the sheep. Where is he who put the Holy Spirit among them?

He led Moses by his right hand; the arm of his glory prevailed over the water before him, to make for himself an everlasting name.

He led them through the deep, as a horse through the wilderness, and they did not grow weary.

And as cattle through a plain, a spirit came down from the Lord and guided them; so did you lead your people, to make for yourself a glorious name.

Turn back from heaven and look from your holy house of glory. Where is your zeal and your strength? Where is the abundance of your mercy and of your compassions, that you have held back from us?

For you are our Father, for Abraham did not know us and Israel did not acknowledge us; but you, O Lord, are our Father: deliver us. From the beginning your name is upon us.

Why, O Lord, have you made us stray from your way, and hardened our hearts so that we do not fear you? Return, for the sake of your servants, for the sake of the tribes of your inheritance.

That we may inherit a little of your holy mountain: our adversaries have trampled down your sanctuary.

We have become as at the beginning, when you did not rule over us, nor was your name called upon us. If you should open the heaven, trembling will take hold of the mountains from before you, and they shall melt,