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The Cup of the Lord

17 Wake up, wake up!
    Arise, Jerusalem,
You who drank at the Lord’s hand
    the cup of his wrath;
Who drained to the dregs
    the bowl of staggering!(A)
18 She has no one to guide her
    of all the children she bore;
She has no one to take her by the hand,
    of all the children she reared!—
19 Your misfortunes are double;
    who is there to grieve with you?
Desolation and destruction, famine and sword!
    Who is there to comfort you?
20 Your children lie helpless
    at every street corner
    like antelopes in a net.
They are filled with the wrath of the Lord,
    the rebuke of your God.

21 But now, hear this, afflicted one,
    drunk, but not with wine,(B)
22 Thus says the Lord, your Master,
    your God, who defends his people:
See, I am taking from your hand
    the cup of staggering;
The bowl of my wrath
    you shall no longer drink.
23 I will put it into the hands of your tormentors,
    those who said to you,
    “Bow down, that we may walk over you.”
So you offered your back like the ground,
    like the street for them to walk on.

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The Cup of the Lord’s Wrath

17 Awake, awake!(A)
    Rise up, Jerusalem,
you who have drunk from the hand of the Lord
    the cup(B) of his wrath,(C)
you who have drained to its dregs(D)
    the goblet that makes people stagger.(E)
18 Among all the children(F) she bore
    there was none to guide her;(G)
among all the children she reared
    there was none to take her by the hand.(H)
19 These double calamities(I) have come upon you—
    who can comfort you?(J)
ruin and destruction,(K) famine(L) and sword(M)
    who can[a] console you?
20 Your children have fainted;
    they lie at every street corner,(N)
    like antelope caught in a net.(O)
They are filled with the wrath(P) of the Lord,
    with the rebuke(Q) of your God.

21 Therefore hear this, you afflicted(R) one,
    made drunk,(S) but not with wine.
22 This is what your Sovereign Lord says,
    your God, who defends(T) his people:
“See, I have taken out of your hand
    the cup(U) that made you stagger;
from that cup, the goblet of my wrath,
    you will never drink again.
23 I will put it into the hands of your tormentors,(V)
    who said to you,
    ‘Fall prostrate(W) that we may walk(X) on you.’
And you made your back like the ground,
    like a street to be walked on.”(Y)

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 51:19 Dead Sea Scrolls, Septuagint, Vulgate and Syriac; Masoretic Text / how can I