Who is this that cometh from Edom, with deep-red garments from Bozrah, this that is glorious in his apparel, travelling a in the greatness of his strength? -- I that speak in righteousness, mighty to save.
-- Wherefore is redness b in thine apparel, and thy garments like him that treadeth in the winevat?
I have trodden the winepress alone, and of the peoples not a man was with me; and I have trodden them in mine anger, and trampled them in my fury; and their blood is sprinkled upon my garments, and I have stained all mine apparel.
For the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year of my redeemed had come.
And I looked, and there was none to help; and I wondered that there was none to uphold: and mine own arm brought salvation unto me; and my fury, it upheld me.
And I have trodden down the peoples in mine anger, and made them drunk in my fury; c and their blood d have I brought down to the earth.