Awake, awake, put on your strength, Zion! Put on your splendid clothing, Jerusalem, you holy city; for the uncircumcised and unclean will no longer come into you.
References for Isaiah 52:1
Shake the dust off yourself; rise up; sit enthroned, Jerusalem. Loose the bonds from your neck, captive Daughter Zion!
The LORD proclaims: You were sold for nothing, and you will be redeemed without money.
The LORD God proclaims: Long ago my people went down to reside in Egypt. Moreover, Assyria has oppressed them without cause.
And now what have I here? says the LORD. My people are taken away for nothing. Their rulers wail, says the LORD, and continually all day long my name is despised.
Therefore, my people will know my name on that day; I'm the one who promises it; I'm here.
How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of a messenger who proclaims peace, who brings good news, who proclaims salvation, who says to Zion, "Your God rules!"
References for Isaiah 52:7