1 Who is this coming from Edom, from Bozrah with crimson-stained garments? Who is this robed in splendor, marching in the greatness of His strength? “It is I, proclaiming vindication, mighty to save.”
2 Why are Your clothes red, and Your garments like one who treads the winepress?
3 “I have trodden the winepress alone, and no one from the nations was with Me. I trampled them in My anger and trod them down in My fury; their blood spattered My garments, and all My clothes were stained.
4 For the day of vengeance was in My heart, and the year of My redemption had come.
5 I looked, but there was no one to help; I was appalled that no one assisted. So My arm brought Me salvation, and My own wrath upheld Me.
6 I trampled the nations in My anger; in My wrath I made them drunk and poured out their blood on the ground.”