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Pass through, pass through the gates! Make the way clear for the people! Pile up, pile up the highway; clear it of stones! Lift up an ensign over the peoples!

for the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year of my blood-vengeance has come!

I will mention the loyal love of Yahweh, the praises of Yahweh, according to all that Yahweh has done for us, and the greatness of goodness to the house of Israel that he has done to them according to his mercy and the abundance of his loyal love.

who made his magnificent arm move at the right hand of Moses, who divided the waters before them, to make an everlasting name for himself,

like cattle in the valley that goes down, the Spirit of Yahweh gave him rest, so you lead your people to make a magnificent name for yourself.

For you are our father, although Abraham does not know us, and Israel does not acknowledge us. You, Yahweh are our father, Our Redeemer from of old is your name.

Why do you make us wander, Yahweh? You harden our heart from your ways so that we do not fear you. Turn back for the sake of your servants, the tribes of your inheritance.

Your holy people took possession for a little while; our adversaries have trampled down your sanctuary.

And since ancient times they have not heard, have not listened, no eye has seen a God except you; he acts for the one who waits for him.

And there is no one who calls on your name, who pulls himself up to keep hold of you, for you have hidden your face from us, and melted us into the hand of our iniquity.

the people who provoke me to anger continually to my face, slaughtering for sacrifices in the garden, and making smoke offerings on bricks,

who say, "Keep to yourself! You must not come near me, for I am too holy for you!" These are a smoke in my nostrils, a fire burning all day.

Thus says Yahweh: "Just as the new wine is found in the cluster, and they say ‘You must not destroy it, for there is a blessing in it,' so I will do for the sake of my servants by not destroying everyone.

And Sharon shall become a pasture for flocks, and the valley of Achor a resting place for herds for my people who have sought me.

But you who forsake Yahweh, forgetting my holy mountain, who set a table for Fortune, and who pour out a jug of mixed wine for Destiny,

Look! My servants shall shout for joy, but you, you shall cry out for pain and howl for sadness.

For look! I am about to create new heavens and a new earth, and the former things shall not be remembered, and they shall not come to mind.

But rejoice and shout in exultation forever and ever over what I am about to create! For look! I am about to create Jerusalem as a source of rejoicing, and her people as a source of joy.

And I will shout in exultation over Jerusalem, and I will rejoice over my people, and the sound of weeping shall no longer be heard in it, or the sound of a cry for help.

There will no longer be a nursing infant who lives only a few days, or an old man who does not fill his days, for the boy will die a hundred years old, and the one who fails to reach a hundred years will be considered accursed.