² “Why are your robes red
    and your garments like theirs who tread the winepress?”^(A)

³ “I have trodden the winepress alone,
    and from the peoples no one was with me;
I trod them in my anger
    and trampled them in my wrath;
their juice spattered on my garments,
    and I stained all my robes.^(B)
4 For the day of vengeance was in my mind,
    and the year for my redeeming work had come.^(C)