LII. 1 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion! Put on thy garments of beauty, O Jerusalem, holy city: for there shall no more come into thee again the uncircumcised and the unclean.

19. ‘how . . . ’ literally, ‘who?’ (meaning doubtful). ‘In what character? Cheyne: others, ‘By whom?’ ‘who but I,’20. Or, literally, ‘Thy sons are shrouded.

2 Shake thyself from the dust: arise, sit, Jerusalem! the bands of thy neck are loosed, O Captive daughter of Zion‘. ’

3 For thus saith the LORD, .Ye were sold for nought; and not with silver shall ye be redeemed.