Isaiah 52:1-10 ▼

1 Arise, arise: put on thy strength, O Zion: put on thy garments of thy beautie, O Ierusalem, the holy citie: for hencefoorth there shall no more come into thee the vncircumcised and the vncleane.

2 Shake thy selfe from the dust: arise, and sit downe, O Ierusalem: loose the bandes of thy necke, O thou captiue daughter, Zion.

3 For thus sayeth the Lorde, Yee were solde for naught: therefore shall ye be redeemed without money.

4 For thus saith the Lorde God, My people went downe afore time into Egypt to soiourne there, and Asshur oppressed them without cause.

5 Nowe therefore what haue I here, saith the Lorde, that my people is taken away for naught, & they that rule ouer them, make them to howle, saith the Lorde? And my Name all the day continually is blasphemed?

6 Therefore my people shal know my Name: therefore they shall know in that day, that I am he that doe speake: beholde, it is I.

7 How beautifull vpon the mountaines are the feete of him, that declareth and publisheth peace? That declareth good tidings, and publisheth saluation, saying vnto Zion, Thy God reigneth?

8 The voyce of thy watchmen shalbe heard: they shall lift vp their voyce, and shoute together: for they shall see eye to eye, when the Lord shall bring againe Zion.

9 O ye desolate places of Ierusalem, bee glad and reioyce together: for the Lorde hath comforted his people: he hath redeemed Ierusalem.

10 The Lorde hath made bare his holy arme in the sight of all the Gentiles, and all the endes of the earth shall see the saluation of our God.