11So the ransomed of the LORD will return
         And come with joyful shouting to Zion,
         And everlasting joy will be on their heads.
         They will obtain gladness and joy,
         And sorrow and sighing will flee away.

12“I, even I, am He who comforts you.
         Who are you that you are afraid of man who dies
         And of the son of man who is made like grass,

13That you have forgotten the LORD your Maker,
         Who stretched out the heavens
         And laid the foundations of the earth,
         That you fear continually all day long because of the fury of the oppressor,
         As he makes ready to destroy?
         But where is the fury of the oppressor?

14“The exile will soon be set free, and will not die in the dungeon, nor will his bread be lacking. 15“For I am the LORD your God, who stirs up the sea and its waves roar (the LORD of hosts is His name). 16“I have put My words in your mouth and have covered you with the shadow of My hand, to establish the heavens, to found the earth, and to say to Zion, ‘You are My people.’”

17Rouse yourself! Rouse yourself! Arise, O Jerusalem,
         You who have drunk from the LORD’S hand the cup of His anger;
         The chalice of reeling you have drained to the dregs.

18There is none to guide her among all the sons she has borne,
         Nor is there one to take her by the hand among all the sons she has reared.

19These two things have befallen you;
         Who will mourn for you?
         The devastation and destruction, famine and sword;
         How shall I comfort you?

20Your sons have fainted,
         They lie helpless at the head of every street,
         Like an antelope in a net,
         Full of the wrath of the LORD,
         The rebuke of your God.

21Therefore, please hear this, you afflicted,
         Who are drunk, but not with wine:

22Thus says your Lord, the LORD, even your God
         Who contends for His people,
         “Behold, I have taken out of your hand the cup of reeling,
         The chalice of My anger;
         You will never drink it again.

23“I will put it into the hand of your tormentors,
         Who have said to you, ‘Lie down that we may walk over you.’
         You have even made your back like the ground
         And like the street for those who walk over it.”

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