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17 Awake, awake!
    Stand up, Jerusalem,
    you who have drunk from Yahweh’s hand the cup of his wrath.
You have drunken the bowl of the cup of staggering,
    and drained it.
18 There is no one to guide her among all the sons to whom she has given birth;
    and there is no one who takes her by the hand among all the sons whom she has brought up.
19 These two things have happened to you—
    who will grieve with you?—
desolation and destruction,
    and famine and the sword.
    How can I comfort you?
20 Your sons have fainted.
    They lie at the head of all the streets,
    like an antelope in a net.
They are full of Yahweh’s wrath,
    the rebuke of your God.

21 Therefore now hear this, you afflicted,
    and drunken, but not with wine:
22 Your Lord Yahweh,
    your God who pleads the cause of his people, says,
“Behold, I have taken out of your hand the cup of staggering,
    even the bowl of the cup of my wrath.
    You will not drink it any more.
23 I will put it into the hand of those who afflict you,
    who have said to your soul, ‘Bow down, that we may walk over you;’
    and you have laid your back as the ground,
    like a street to those who walk over.”

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Wake yourself, Jerusalem

17 Wake yourself, wake yourself!
    Rise up, Jerusalem,
    who drank the cup of wrath from the Lord’s hand.
    You drank; you drained the goblet of reeling.
18     There’s no one to guide her among all the children she bore;
    there’s no one to take her by the hand among all the children she raised.
19 These two things have happened to you—
    Who will be sorry for you?[a]
        destruction and devastation,
        famine and sword—
    who will comfort you?[b]
20 Your children passed out;
    they lay at the head of every street like antelope in a net,
    filled with the Lord’s wrath,
    with the rebuke of your God.

21 Therefore, hear this, suffering one,
    who is drunk, but not from wine.
22 The Lord, your Lord and your God,
    who contends for his people, says:
    Look, I have taken the cup of reeling,
    the goblet of my wrath, from your hand.
    You will no longer drink from it.
23 I will put it in the hand of your tormentors,
    who said to you,
    “Lie down so that we can walk on you.
    Make your back like the ground,
    like a street for those walking on it.”

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Notas al pie

  1. Isaiah 51:19 DSS (1QIsaa), LXX, Vulg; MT How will I
  2. Isaiah 51:19 Or how will I comfort you?