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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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17 (A)Wake yourself, wake yourself,
    stand up, O Jerusalem,
(B)you who have drunk from the hand of the Lord
    the cup of his wrath,
who have drunk to the dregs
    the bowl, (C)the cup of staggering.
18 (D)There is none to guide her
    among all the sons she has borne;
there is none to take her by the hand
    among all the sons she has brought up.
19 (E)These two things have happened to you—
    who will console you?—
devastation and destruction, famine and sword;
    who will comfort you?[a]
20 (F)Your sons have fainted;
    they lie at the head of every street
    like an (G)antelope (H)in a net;
they are full of the wrath of the Lord,
    the rebuke of your God.

21 (I)Therefore hear this, you who are afflicted,
    who are drunk, but not with wine:
22 Thus says your Lord, the Lord,
    your God (J)who pleads the cause of his people:
“Behold, I have taken from your hand (K)the cup of staggering;
the bowl of my wrath you shall drink no more;
23 (L)and I will put it into the hand of your tormentors,
    (M)who have said to you,
    ‘Bow down, that we may pass over’;
and (N)you have made your back like the ground
    and like the street for them to pass over.”

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 51:19 Dead Sea Scroll, Septuagint, Syriac, Vulgate; Masoretic Text how shall I comfort you