Isaiah 51

¹ Hearken to Me, pursuers of righteousness! And seekers of Yahweh! Look to the rock whence you were hewn, and to the pierced cistern out of which you were picked. ² Look to Abraham, your forefather, and to Sarah, who travailed with you, for one was he when I called him and blessed him, and I loved him and will increase him. ³ For comforted by Yahweh is Zion, He comforts all her deserted ones. And He will constitute her wilderness as Eden, and her gorge as the garden of Yahweh. Elation and rejoicing shall be found in her, acclamation and the sound of melody. ⁴ Attend to Me, My people! And, My folkstem, give ear to Me! For a law from Me shall go forth, and My judgment for a light of the peoples. ⁵ Momentarily near is My righteousness. Forth fares as light My salvation, and for My arm the peoples look forward. Me the coastlanders are expecting, and for My arm are they waiting. ⁶ Lift your eyes to the heavens, and look to the earth beneath. For the heavens, as with smoke, are full, and the earth, as a garment, is decaying, and its dwellers likewise, as a louse, are dying. Yet My salvation for the eon shall come. And My righteousness shall not be dismayed. ⁷ Hearken to Me, knowers of righteousness, My people with My law in their heart. You must not fear the reproach of a mortal, and by their taunts you must not be dismayed. ⁸ For, as if a garment, eating them is the moth, and, as if wool, eating them is the roach. Yet My righteousness for the eon shall come, and My salvation for the generation of generations. ⁹ Rouse! Rouse! Clothe yourself with strength, arm of Yahweh! Rouse as in days aforetime, the generations of the eons! Are not You He, the Hewer of the audacious, the Wounder of the monster? ¹⁰ Are not you He, the Drainer of the sea, the waters of the vast submerged chaos? He Who places in the depths of the sea a way for the passing of the redeemed? ¹¹ And the ransomed of Yahweh shall return, and they come to Zion with jubilation, and rejoicing eonian is on their head. Elation and rejoicing shall overtake them, and affliction shall flee, and grief and sighing. ¹² I, I am He, your Comforter. Who are you, that you are fearing a mortal who is dying, and a son of Adam who as grass is drying? ¹³ And you are forgetting Yahweh, your Maker, the One Who stretches out the heavens, and Founder of the earth. And you are afraid continually, the entire day, in view of the fury of the constrainer? As he prepares to ruin. Yet where is the fury of the constrainer? ¹⁴ He that is distressed hastens to the portal, and he shall not die in the ruin, nor shall he lack his bread. ¹⁵ And I am Yahweh, your Elohim, Luller of the sea, when clamoring are its billows. Yahweh of hosts is My name. ¹⁶ And I will place My words in your mouth, and by the shadow of My hand I cover you, to stretch out the heavens, and to found the earth, and to say to Zion, "My people are you." ¹⁷ Rouse yourself! Rouse yourself! Rise, Jerusalem, who has drunk from the hand of Yahweh the cup of His fury. The dregs of the tremorous cup you drink, have you wrung out. ¹⁸ None is conducting her, of all the sons she bears. And no one is holding fast by her hand, of all the sons she brings up. ¹⁹ Two things, they are meeting you. Who will condole with you? The devastation and the breaking and the famine and the sword - who will comfort you? ²⁰ Your sons swoon. They lie at the head of all the streets, as an antelope in a noose, full of the fury of Yahweh, the rebuke of your Elohim. ²¹ Wherefore pray, hear this, humbled one, and drunken one, yet not with wine: ²² Thus says your Lord Yahweh, and your Elohim, who is contending for His people, "Behold! I take from your hand the tremorous cup, the dregs of the cup of My fury. You are not continuing to drink it any longer, ²³ and I place it in the hand of your afflictors and your humblers, who say to your soul, 'Prostrate, and we will pass.' And you are placing your body as the earth, and as a street for passers."