Isaiah 63

Tree of Life Version

“It is I who speak in righteousness,
    mighty to save.”

² “Why is Your apparel so red,
and Your garments like one who treads in a wine press?”^[a]

³ “I have trodden the winepress alone—
from the peoples, no man was with Me.
I trod them in My anger,
    and trampled them in My wrath.
Their lifeblood spattered My garments,
    so I stained all My robes.
⁴ For a day of vengeance was in My heart,
and My year of redemption has come.
⁵ I looked, but there was no one to help.
I was amazed, but no one was assisting.
So My own arm won victory for Me,
    and My wrath upheld Me.
⁶ So I trod down the peoples in My anger,
and made them drunk in My wrath,
and I poured out their lifeblood^[b] on the earth.”

⁸ For He said, “Surely they are My people,
children who will not deal falsely.”
So He became their Savior.
⁹ In all their affliction He was afflicted.
So the angel of His presence saved them.
In His love and in His mercy He redeemed them,
then He lifted them and carried them
    all the days of old.
¹⁰ But they rebelled,
and grieved His Ruach ha-Kodesh.
So He turned to become their enemy.
He Himself fought against them.
¹¹ Then His people remembered the days of old,
the days of Moses:
“Where is He who brought them through the sea
    with the shepherd of His flock?
    Where is He who put among them
        His Ruach ha-Kodesh?
¹² Who caused His glorious arm to go
    at the right hand of Moses?
Who divided the waters before them—
    to make Himself a Name forever?
¹³ Who led them through the depths?
Like a horse in the desert,
    they did not stumble.
¹⁴ Like cattle that go down into a valley,
the Ruach Adonai gave them rest.
So You led Your people,
    to make Yourself a glorious Name.
¹⁵ Look down from heaven and see
from Your holy, glorious, lofty abode.
Where are Your zeal and mighty deeds?
Are the yearnings of Your heart,
    Your compassions, withheld from me?
¹⁶ For You are our Father—
even if Abraham would not know us
    or Israel not recognize us.
You, Adonai, are our Father, our Redeemer—
    from everlasting is Your Name.
¹⁷ Adonai, why do You cause us to stray from Your ways,
and harden our heart from fearing You?
Return for Your servants’ sake,
    the tribes of Your heritage.
¹⁸ Briefly Your holy people possessed it—
our foes have trampled Your Sanctuary.
¹⁹ We have become like those over whom^[c]
    You have never ruled,
like those not called by Your Name.

Oh, that You would rend the heavens and come down,
that the mountains might quake at Your presence!