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-- `A wine-press I have trodden by myself, And of the peoples there is no one with me, And I tread them in mine anger, And I trample them in my fury, Sprinkled is their strength on my garments, And all my clothing I have polluted.

For the day of vengeance [is] in my heart, And the year of my redeemed hath come.

And I look attentively, and there is none helping, And I am astonished that there is none supporting, And give salvation to me doth mine own arm. And my wrath -- it hath supported me.

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“I have trodden the winepress(A) alone;
    from the nations no one was with me.
I trampled(B) them in my anger
    and trod them down in my wrath;(C)
their blood spattered my garments,(D)
    and I stained all my clothing.
It was for me the day of vengeance;(E)
    the year for me to redeem had come.
I looked, but there was no one(F) to help,
    I was appalled that no one gave support;
so my own arm(G) achieved salvation for me,
    and my own wrath sustained me.(H)

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