Whoמִיis thisזֶהwho comesבָּאfrom Edom,מֵאֱדוֹםwith garmentsבְּגָדִיםdyed redחֲמוּץfrom Bozrah,מִבָּצְרָהthis oneזֶהgloriousהָדוּרin his apparel,בִּלְבוּשׁוֹmarchingצֹעֶהin the greatnessבְּרֹבof his strength?כֹּחוֹ“It is I,אֲנִיspeakingמְדַבֵּרin righteousness,בִּצְדָקָהgreatרַבto save.”לְהוֹשִׁיעַ
Whyמַדּוּעַis your apparelלִלְבוּשֶׁךָred,אָדֹםand your garmentsוּבְגָדֶיךָlikeכְּthose of one who treadsדֹרֵךְin the winepress?בְּגַת
“The winepressפּוּרָהI have troddenדָּרַכְתִּיalone,לְבַדִּיand from the peoplesוּמֵעַמִּיםthere was noאֵיןmanאִישׁwith me;אִתִּיand I trod themוְאֶדְרְכֵםin my anger,בְּאַפִּיand trampled themוְאֶרְמְסֵםin my fury;בַּחֲמָתִיand their juiceנִצְחָםspatteredוְיֵזon my garments,עַל בְּגָדַיand allוְכָלmy clothingמַלְבּוּשַׁיI have stained.אֶגְאָלְתִּי
Forכִּיthe dayיוֹםof vengeanceנָקָםwas in my heart,בְּלִבִּיand the yearוּשְׁנַתof my redeemedגְּאוּלַיhad come.בָּאָה
And I looked,וְאַבִּיטbut there was noוְאֵיןone to help;עֹזֵרand I was astonished,וְאֶשְׁתּוֹמֵםbut there was noוְאֵיןone to uphold;סוֹמֵךְso my armוַ זְרֹעִיbrought me salvation,תּוֹשַׁע לִיand my fury,וַחֲמָתִיitהִיאupheld me.סְמָכָתְנִי
And I trod downוְאָבוּסpeoplesעַמִּיםin my anger,בְּאַפִּיand made them drunkוַאֲשַׁכְּרֵםin my fury,בַּחֲמָתִיand I brought downוְאוֹרִידto the earthלָאָרֶץtheir juice.”נִצְחָם
The acts of loyal loveחַסְדֵיof YHWHיְהוָהI will recount,אַזְכִּירthe praisesתְּהִלֹּתof YHWH,יְהוָהaccording to allכְּעַל כֹּלthatאֲשֶׁרYHWHיְהוָהhas done for us,גְּמָלָנוּand the greatוְרַבgoodnessטוּבtoward the houseלְבֵיתof Israel,יִשְׂרָאֵלwhichאֲשֶׁרhe has done for themגְּמָלָםaccording to his compassionכְּרַחֲמָיוand according to the abundanceוּכְרֹבof his acts of loyal love.חֲסָדָיו
And he said,וַיֹּאמֶר“Surelyאַךְthey areהֵמָּהmy people,עַמִּיchildrenבָּנִיםwho will notלֹאlie”;יְשַׁקֵּרוּand he becameוַיְהִיfor themלָהֶםa Savior.לְמוֹשִׁיעַ
In allבְּכָלtheir distressצָרָתָםthere was distressצָרto him,לוֹand the angelוּמַלְאַךְof his faceפָּנָיוsaved them;הוֹשִׁיעָםin his loveבְּאַהֲבָתוֹand in his pityוּבְחֶמְלָתוֹheהוּאredeemed them;גְאָלָםand he lifted them upוַיְנַטְּלֵםand carried themוַיְנַשְּׂאֵםallכָּלthe daysיְמֵיof old.עוֹלָם
But theyוְהֵמָּהrebelledמָרוּand grievedוְעִצְּבוּhis holy spirit;אֶת רוּחַ קָדְשׁוֹso he turnedוַיֵּהָפֵךְto be their enemy;לָהֶם לְאוֹיֵבhe himselfהוּאfoughtנִלְחַםagainst them.בָּם
Then he rememberedוַיִּזְכֹּרthe daysיְמֵיof old,עוֹלָםMoses,מֹשֶׁהhis people:עַמּוֹ“Where isאַיֵּהthe one who brought them upהַמַּעֲלֵםfrom the seaמִיָּםwith the shepherdsאֵת רֹעֵיof his flock?צֹאנוֹWhere isאַיֵּהthe one who putהַשָּׂםin his midstבְּקִרְבּוֹhis holy spirit,אֶת רוּחַ קָדְשׁוֹ
who made it goמוֹלִיךְat the right handלִימִיןof Moses,מֹשֶׁהthe armזְרוֹעַof his beauty;תִּפְאַרְתּוֹwho splitבּוֹקֵעַthe watersמַיִםbefore themמִפְּנֵיהֶםto makeלַעֲשׂוֹתfor himselfלוֹan eternalעוֹלָםname;שֵׁם
who made them goמוֹלִיכָםthrough the depths,בַּתְּהֹמוֹתlike a horseכַּסּוּסin the wilderness,בַּמִּדְבָּרand they did notלֹאstumble?”יִכָּשֵׁלוּ
Like livestockכַּבְּהֵמָהthat goes downתֵרֵדinto the valley,בַּבִּקְעָהthe spiritרוּחַof YHWHיְהוָהgave them rest;תְּנִיחֶנּוּsoכֵּןyou ledנִהַגְתָּyour people,עַמְּךָto makeלַעֲשׂוֹתfor yourselfלְךָa nameשֵׁםof beauty.תִּפְאָרֶת
Lookהַבֵּטfrom the heavensמִשָּׁמַיִםand see,וּרְאֵהfrom the residenceמִזְּבֻלof your holinessקָדְשְׁךָand of your beauty.וְתִפְאַרְתֶּךָWhere areאַיֵּהyour zealקִנְאָתְךָand your mighty deeds?וּגְבוּרֹתֶךָThe stirringהֲמוֹןof your inner partsמֵעֶיךָand your compassionוְרַחֲמֶיךָtoward meאֵלַיhave been restrained.הִתְאַפָּקוּ
Forכִּיyou areאַתָּהour Father;אָבִינוּforכִּיAbrahamאַבְרָהָםdoes notלֹאknow us,יְדָעָנוּand Israelוְיִשְׂרָאֵלdoes notלֹאrecognize us;יַכִּירָנוּyou,אַתָּהYHWH,יְהוָהare our Father;אָבִינוּ“Our Redeemerגֹּאֲלֵנוּfrom of old”מֵעוֹלָםis your name.שְׁמֶךָ
Why,לָמָּהYHWH,יְהוָהdo you make us wanderתַתְעֵנוּfrom your ways,מִדְּרָכֶיךָand hardenתַּקְשִׁיחַour heartלִבֵּנוּfrom fearing you?מִיִּרְאָתֶךָReturnשׁוּבfor the sake ofלְמַעַןyour servants,עֲבָדֶיךָthe tribesשִׁבְטֵיof your inheritance.נַחֲלָתֶךָ
For a little whileלַמִּצְעָרyour holyקָדְשֶׁךָpeopleעַםpossessed it;יָרְשׁוּour adversariesצָרֵינוּhave trodden downבּוֹסְסוּyour sanctuary.מִקְדָּשֶׁךָ
We have becomeהָיִינוּlike those over whomבָּםfrom of oldמֵעוֹלָםyou have notלֹאruled,מָשַׁלְתָּupon whomעֲלֵיהֶםyour nameשִׁמְךָhas notלֹאbeen called.נִקְרָא