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# Chapter 51
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1 “Listen to me, you who pursue righteousness,
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you who seek the Lord:
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look to the rock from which you were hewn,
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and to the quarry from which you were dug.
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2 Look to Abraham your father
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and to Sarah who bore you;
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for he was but one when I called him,
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that I might bless him and multiply him.
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3 For the Lord comforts Zion;
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he comforts all her waste places
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and makes her wilderness like Eden,
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her desert like the garden of the Lord;
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joy and gladness will be found in her,
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thanksgiving and the voice of song.
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4 “Give attention to me, my people,
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and give ear to me, my nation;
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for a law will go out from me,
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and I will set my justice for a light to the peoples.
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5 My righteousness draws near,
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my salvation has gone out,
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and my arms will judge the peoples;
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the coastlands hope for me,
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and for my arm they wait.
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6 Lift up your eyes to the heavens,
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and look at the earth beneath;
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for the heavens vanish like smoke,
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the earth will wear out like a garment,
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and they who dwell in it will die in like manner;
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but my salvation will be forever,
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and my righteousness will never be dismayed.
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7 “Listen to me, you who know righteousness,
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the people in whose heart is my law;
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fear not the reproach of man,
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nor be dismayed at their revilings.
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8 For the moth will eat them up like a garment,
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and the worm will eat them like wool,
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but my righteousness will be forever,
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and my salvation to all generations.”
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9 Awake, awake, put on strength,
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O arm of the Lord;
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awake, as in days of old,
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the generations of long ago.
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Was it not you who cut Rahab in pieces,
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who pierced the dragon?
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10 Was it not you who dried up the sea,
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the waters of the great deep,
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who made the depths of the sea a way
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for the redeemed to pass over?
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11 And the ransomed of the Lord shall return
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and come to Zion with singing;
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everlasting joy shall be upon their heads;
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they shall obtain gladness and joy,
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and sorrow and sighing shall flee away.
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12 “I, I am he who comforts you;
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who are you that you are afraid of man who dies,
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of the son of man who is made like grass,
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13 and have forgotten the Lord, your Maker,
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who stretched out the heavens
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and laid the foundations of the earth,
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and you fear continually all the day
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because of the wrath of the oppressor,
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when he sets himself to destroy?
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And where is the wrath of the oppressor?
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14 He who is bowed down shall speedily be released;
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he shall not die and go down to the pit,
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neither shall his bread be lacking.
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15 I am the Lord your God,
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who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar—
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the Lord of hosts is his name.
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16 And I have put my words in your mouth
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and covered you in the shadow of my hand,
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establishing the heavens
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and laying the foundations of the earth,
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and saying to Zion, ‘You are my people.’”
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17 Wake yourself, wake yourself,
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stand up, O Jerusalem,
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you who have drunk from the hand of the Lord
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the cup of his wrath,
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who have drunk to the dregs
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the bowl, the cup of staggering.
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18 There is none to guide her
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among all the sons she has borne;
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there is none to take her by the hand
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among all the sons she has brought up.
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19 These two things have happened to you—
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who will console you?—
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devastation and destruction, famine and sword;
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who will comfort you?
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20 Your sons have fainted;
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they lie at the head of every street
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like an antelope in a net;
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they are full of the wrath of the Lord,
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the rebuke of your God.
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21 Therefore hear this, you who are afflicted,
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who are drunk, but not with wine:
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22 Thus says your Lord, the Lord,
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your God who pleads the cause of his people:
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“Behold, I have taken from your hand the cup of staggering;
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the bowl of my wrath you shall drink no more;
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23 and I will put it into the hand of your tormentors,
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who have said to you,
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‘Bow down, that we may pass over’;
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and you have made your back like the ground
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and like the street for them to pass over.” |