Isaiah 63

¹ Who is this coming from Edom, from Bozrah, with garments dyed red? This one, majestic in his clothing, bending low in the greatness of his strength? “It is I, speaking in righteousness, mighty to save.”

² Why is your clothing red, and your garments like those of someone treading the winepress?

³ “I alone trod the winepress, and no one from the peoples was with me. I trod them in my anger and crushed them in my fury; their blood spattered my garments, and I stained all my clothing.

⁴ For the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year of my redeemed had come.

⁵ I looked, and there was no one to help; I was appalled, and there was no one to support me. So my own arm brought me salvation, and my fury was my support.

⁶ I trampled the peoples in my anger, made them drunk in my fury, and poured their blood out on the ground.”

⁷ I will remember the LORD’s acts of faithful love, the praises of the LORD, in keeping with all the LORD has done for us. Great is his goodness to the house of Israel, which he showed them according to his compassion and the greatness of his faithful love.

⁸ He said, “Surely they are my people, children who will not be false.” And he became their Savior.

⁹ In all their distress, he too was distressed, and the angel of his presence saved them; in his love and compassion he redeemed them, lifted them up, and carried them through all the days of old.

¹⁰ But they rebelled and grieved his holy Spirit; then he became their enemy, and he himself fought against them.

¹¹ Then he remembered the days of old, 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 Where is the one who made his glorious arm go at Moses’ right hand, who divided the waters before them, to make an everlasting name for himself?

¹³ Where is the one who led them through the depths, like a horse in the wilderness, without their stumbling?

¹⁴ Like cattle going down into a valley, the Spirit of the LORD gave them rest. So you led your people, to make a glorious name for yourself.

¹⁵ Look down from heaven and see, from your holy and glorious dwelling. Where are your zeal and your mighty deeds? The stirring of your heart and your compassion for me have been held back.

¹⁶ For you are our father; Abraham does not know us, and Israel does not acknowledge us. You, LORD, are our father; from of old your name is our Redeemer.

¹⁷ Why, LORD, do you make us wander from your ways and harden our hearts so that we do not fear you? Return, for the sake of your servants, the tribes of your inheritance.

¹⁸ For a short time your holy people possessed it; our adversaries trampled your sanctuary.

¹⁹ We have become like those over whom you have never ruled, those who have never been called by your name. If only you would tear open the heavens and come down! The mountains would melt before you.

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