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And why are all your clothes red,
    as if you’ve been stomping on the grapes in the winepress?

Eternal One: And so I have. I have pressed by Myself.
        No one was with Me. In my anger, I trampled them;
    In my fury, I alone squashed them till their blood soaked my clothes
        and stained everything I wore.
    For it was time for Me to act, time for Me to pay back My enemies
        in response to their actions—My time to set things right again.

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Why are your garments red,
    like those of one treading the winepress?(A)

“I have trodden the winepress(B) alone;
    from the nations no one was with me.
I trampled(C) them in my anger
    and trod them down in my wrath;(D)
their blood spattered my garments,(E)
    and I stained all my clothing.
It was for me the day of vengeance;(F)
    the year for me to redeem had come.

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