“Who is this coming from Edom, in crimsoned garments from Bozrah? This One splendid in His apparel, pressing forward in His great might?” “It is I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save.” “Why is Your apparel so red, and Your garments like one who treads in a wine press?” “I have trodden the winepress alone— from the peoples, no man was with Me. I trod them in My anger, and trampled them in My wrath. Their lifeblood spattered My garments, so I stained all My robes. For a day of vengeance was in My heart, and My year of redemption has come. I looked, but there was no one to help. I was amazed, but no one was assisting. So My own arm won victory for Me, and My wrath upheld Me. So I trod down the peoples in My anger, and made them drunk in My wrath, and I poured out their lifeblood on the earth.”
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