“I have trodden the winepress(A) alone;
    from the nations no one was with me.
I trampled(B) them in my anger
    and trod them down in my wrath;(C)
their blood spattered my garments,(D)
    and I stained all my clothing.
It was for me the day of vengeance;(E)
    the year for me to redeem had come.
I looked, but there was no one(F) to help,
    I was appalled that no one gave support;
so my own arm(G) achieved salvation for me,
    and my own wrath sustained me.(H)

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I have trodden the winepress alone; and of the people there was none with me: for I will tread them in mine anger, and trample them in my fury; and their blood shall be sprinkled upon my garments, and I will stain all my raiment.

For the day of vengeance is in mine heart, and the year of my redeemed is come.

And I looked, and there was none to help; and I wondered that there was none to uphold: therefore mine own arm brought salvation unto me; and my fury, it upheld me.

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