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17 Stir yourself, stir yourself, rise, Jerusalem, || You who have drunk from the hand of YHWH || The cup of His fury, || The goblet, the cup of trembling, you have drunk, || You have wrung out. 18 There is not a leader to her || Out of all the sons she has borne, || And there is none laying hold on her hand || Out of all the sons she has nourished. 19 These two are meeting you, || Who is moved for you? Spoiling and destruction, famine and sword! By whom do I comfort you? 20 Your sons have been wrapped up, they have lain down, || At the head of all out places, as an antelope [in] a dragnet, || They are full of the fury of YHWH, || The rebuke of Your God. 21 Therefore, please hear this, || O afflicted and drunken one, and not with wine, 22 Thus said your Lord YHWH, and your God, || He pleads [for] His people: “Behold, I have taken the cup of trembling out of your hand, || The goblet, the cup of My fury, || You do not add to drink it anymore. Isaiah 51:17-22, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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