9 Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the Lord; awake as in the ancient days, the generations of old. Art thou not it that hewed Rahab in pieces, that pierced the dragon?

10 Art thou not it that dried up the sea, the waters of the great deep; that made the depths of the sea a way for the redeemed to pass over?

11 And the ransomed of the Lord shall return and come to Zion with song, and everlasting joy upon their head; they shall attain gladness and joy, and sorrow and sighing are ﬂed away.

12 I, I, (am) he that Comforteth you; who artthou, that thou fearest (weak) man that shall die, and the son of man that shall be made as grass;

13 And hast forgotten the Lord thy maker, that stretched out the heavens, and laid the foundations of the earth? and hast trembled continually all the day before the fury of the oppressor, as he made ready to destroy? and where is the fury of the oppressor ?

14 He that is bowed down hasteneth to be loosed, and shall not die in the pit, nor shall his bread fail.

15 And Ipam the Lord thy God, that stirreth up the sea, and its waves roared; the Lord of Hosts is his name.

16 put my words in thy mouth, and with the shadow of my hand have. I covered thee, to plant the heavens, and to lay the foundations of the earth, and say unto Zion, Thou art my people.

8 ﬁn. Lit. ‘for a generation of generations.12. ‘that thou...,’ Heb. ‘and thou fearest.’ ‘made,’ or ‘given up as grass.14. ‘in,’ lit. ‘unto the pit.’15. ‘stirreth up’: or, ‘calmeth,’ ‘settleth,’ as ver. 4, Jer. xxxi. 2 however, Jer. l. 34.

17 Wake, wake thee up, arise, O Jerusalem, which hast drunk at the hand of the Lord the cup of his fury; thou hast drunken the bowl of the cup of bewilderment, thou hast drained it out.

18 There is no guide for her among all the sons that she hath brought forth, neither is there any, that taketh hold of her hand of all the sons that she bought up.

19 These two things are come upon thee: who will mourn with thee? wasting and destruction, and the famine and the sword: how shall I comfort thee?

20 Thy sons have fainted: they lie at the head of all the streets, like an antelope in a net; they that are ﬁlled with the fury of the LORD, the rebuke of thy God.

21 Therefore hear now this, thou afflicted, and drunken, and not with wine:

22 Thus saith thy Lord, the Lord, and thy God, that pleadeth the cause of his people, Behold, I take out of thine hand the cup of bewilderment, the bowl of the cup of my fury; thou shalt no more drink it again:

23 And I will putit into the hand of thy tormentors; which said to thy soul, Bow down, and we will pass over; and thou didst set thy back as the earth, and as the street, to them that passed over.