Isaiah 63:2-6 ▼

2 “Why are your robes red, and your garments like theirs who tread the wine press?”

3 “I have trodden the wine press alone, and from the peoples no one was with me; I trod them in my anger and trampled them in my wrath; their juice spattered on my garments, and stained all my robes.

4 For the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year for my redeeming work had come.

5 I looked, but there was no helper; I stared, but there was no one to sustain me; so my own arm brought me victory, and my wrath sustained me.

6 I trampled down peoples in my anger, I crushed them in my wrath, and I poured out their lifeblood on the earth.”