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51.12 :I, even I, am He that comforteth you:
 * Who art thou, that thou art afraid of man that shall die,
 * And of the son of man that shall be made as grass;
 * And hast forgotten the thy Maker,
 * That stretched forth the heavens,
 * And laid the foundations of the earth;
 * And fearest continually all the day
 * Because of the fury of the oppressor,
 * As he maketh ready to destroy?
 * And where is the fury of the oppressor?
 * He that is bent down shall speedily be loosed;
 * And he shall not go down dying into the pit,
 * Neither shall his bread fail.
 * For I am the thy God,
 * Who stirreth up the sea, that the waves thereof roar;
 * The of hosts is His name.
 * And I have put My words in thy mouth,
 * And have covered thee in the shadow of My hand,
 * That I may plant the heavens,
 * And lay the foundations of the earth,
 * And say unto Zion: 'Thou art My people.'


 * Awake, awake,
 * Stand up, O Jerusalem,
 * That hast drunk at the hand of the
 * The cup of His fury;
 * Thou hast drunken the beaker, even the cup of staggering,
 * And drained it.
 * There is none to guide her
 * Among all the sons whom she hath brought forth;
 * Neither is there any that taketh her by the hand
 * Of all the sons that she hath brought up.
 * These two things are befallen thee;
 * Who shall bemoan thee?
 * Desolation and destruction,
 * And the famine and the sword;
 * How shall I comfort thee?
 * Thy sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the streets,
 * As an antelope in a net;
 * They are full of the fury of the ,
 * The rebuke of thy God.
 * Therefore hear now this, thou afflicted,
 * And drunken, but not with wine;
 * Thus saith thy Lord the ,
 * And thy God that pleadeth the cause of His people:
 * Behold, I have taken out of thy hand
 * The cup of staggering;
 * The beaker, even the cup of My fury,
 * Thou shalt no more drink it again;
 * And I will put it into the hand of them that afflict thee;
 * That have said to thy soul:
 * 'Bow down, that we may go over';
 * And thou hast laid thy back as the ground,
 * And as the street, to them that go over.


 * Awake, awake,
 * Put on thy strength, O Zion;
 * Put on thy beautiful garments,
 * O Jerusalem, the holy city;
 * For henceforth there shall no more come into thee
 * The uncircumcised and the unclean.
 * Shake thyself from the dust;
 * Arise, and sit down, O Jerusalem;
 * Loose thyself from the bands of thy neck,
 * O captive daughter of Zion.


 * For thus saith the :
 * Ye were sold for nought;