1Who is this coming from Edom, with stained garments from his stronghold? This one striding in his clothing, treading in the abundance of his might? "I speak in righteousness great, to save."2Why is your clothing red like those of one treading in the winepress, and your garments?3I trod alone, and there was no man with me from the peoples. And I trod them in my anger and trampled them in my wrath; and their lifeblood spattered on my garments, and I stained all my clothing.4For a day of vengeance is in my heart, and the year of my kinsman's redemption has come.5And I looked, and there was no helper, and I was appalled, and there was no supporter, and my Seed saved me, and my fury—it supported me.6And I trampled peoples in my anger, and I made them drunk in my wrath, and I brought down to the earth their divine eternity.