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But, I - Yahweh, am thy God, Who threw into commotion the sea And the waves thereof roared, - Yahweh of hosts, is his name.

Rouse thee - rouse, thee stand up, O Jerusalem, Who hast drunk, at the hand of Yahweh, his cup of indignation: The goblet-cup of confusion, hast thou drunk - hast thou drained.

Thus, saith Thy Lord, Yahweh, Even thy God who pleadeth the cause of his people: - Lo! I have taken, out of thy hand, the cup of confusion, - As for the goblet-cup of mine indignation, Thou shalt not again drink it, any more;

Break forth, shout in triumph together, ye waste places of Jerusalem, - For Yahweh Hath comforted his people, Hath redeemed Jerusalem:

Yahweh hath bared his holy arm, in the eyes of all the nations, So shall all the ends of the earth see the salvation of our God.

The more that Many, were amazed at thee, So marred, beyond any man's, was his appearance, - And his form, beyond the sons of men,

Yet, he, was pierced for transgressions that were ours, was crushed for iniquities that were ours, - the chastisement for our well-being, was upon him, And by his stripes, there is healing for us.

We all, like sheep, had gone astray, Every man - to his way, had we burned, - And Yahweh! caused to light upon him The guilt of, us all!

Hard pressed - yet, he, humbled himself Nor opened his mouth - As, a lamb, to the slaughter, is led, And, as a sheep, before her shearers, is dumb - Nor opened his mouth.

By constraint and by sentence, was he taken away, And of his age, who considered That he was cut off out of the land of the living, For my peoples transgression, did the stroke fall on him?

And, appointed with lawless men, was his grave, And with the wicked, his tomb, - Though no violence, had he done, Nor was guile in his mouth.

Yet, Yahweh, purposed to bruise him, He laid on him sickness: - If his soul become an offering for guilt, He shall see a seed, He shall prolong his days, - And the purpose of Yahweh, in his hand, shall prosper:

Of the travail of his soul, shall he see He shall be satisfied with his knowledge, A setting right when set right himself, shall my Servant win for the Many, Since of their iniquities, he, taketh the burden.

Therefore, will I give him a portion in the great, And the strong, shall he apportion as spoil, Because he poured out, to death his own soul, And with transgressors, let himself be numbered, - Yea, he, the sin of Many, bare, And for transgressors, interposeth.

For, thy husband, is, thy Maker, Yahweh of hosts, is his Name, - And, thy redeemer, the Holy One of Israel, The God of all the earth, shall he be called.

Lo! I, have created the smith, who bloweth up a fire of coals, And who bringeth forth an instrument for his work, - And, I, have created the waster to destroy:

Let the lawless forsake his way, And the man of iniquity, his thoughts, - And let him return unto Yahweh That he may have compassion upon him, And unto our God, For he will abundantly pardon.

How happy the frail man, who doeth this! Yea the son of the earth-born who firmly graspeth it! Keeping the sabbath lest he profane it, and Keeping his own hand from doing any wrong.

And let not the son of the foreigner, who hath joined himself unto Yahweh, speak, saying, Yahweh, will separate, me from his people, Neither let the eunuch, say, Lo! I, am a tree dried up!

And, as for the sons of the foreigner - Who have joined themselves unto Yahweh To wait upon him, and To love the name of Yahweh, To become his for servants, - Every one who keepeth the sabbath, lest he profane it. And who, layeth firm hold on my covenant,