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12I, even I, am He that comforteth you:
Who art thou, that thou art afraid of man that shall die,
And of the son of man that shall be made as grass;
13And hast forgotten the Lord thy Maker,
That stretched forth the heavens,
And laid the foundations of the earth;
And fearest continually all the day
Because of the fury of the oppressor,
As he maketh ready to destroy?
And where is the fury of the oppressor?
14He that is bent down shall speedily be loosed;
And he shall not go down dying into the pit,
Neither shall his bread fail.
15For I am the Lord thy God,
Who stirreth up the sea, that the waves thereof roar;
The Lord of hosts is His name.
16And I have put My words in thy mouth,
And have covered thee in the shadow of My hand,
That I may plant the heavens,
And lay the foundations of the earth,
And say unto Zion: 'Thou art My people.'
17Awake, awake,
Stand up, O Jerusalem,
That hast drunk at the hand of the Lord
The cup of His fury;
Thou hast drunken the beaker, even the cup of staggering,
And drained it.
18There is none to guide her
Among all the sons whom she hath brought forth;
Neither is there any that taketh her by the hand
Of all the sons that she hath brought up.
19These two things are befallen thee;
Who shall bemoan thee?
Desolation and destruction,
And the famine and the sword;
How shall I comfort thee?
20Thy sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the streets,
As an antelope in a net;
They are full of the fury of the Lord,
The rebuke of thy God.
21Therefore hear now this, thou afflicted,
And drunken, but not with wine;
22Thus saith thy Lord the Lord,
And thy God that pleadeth the cause of His people:
Behold, I have taken out of thy hand
The cup of staggering;
The beaker, even the cup of My fury,
Thou shalt no more drink it again;
23And I will put it into the hand of them that afflict thee;
That have said to thy soul:
'Bow down, that we may go over';
And thou hast laid thy back as the ground,
And as the street, to them that go over.
52Awake, awake,
Put on thy strength, O Zion;
Put on thy beautiful garments,
O Jerusalem, the holy city;
For henceforth there shall no more come into thee
The uncircumcised and the unclean.
2Shake thyself from the dust;
Arise, and sit down, O Jerusalem;
Loose thyself from the bands of thy neck,
O captive daughter of Zion.
3For thus saith the Lord:
Ye were sold for nought;