Parsha Nitsavim |
10I greatly rejoice in the Lord,
My whole being exults in my God.
For He has clothed me with garments of triumph,
Wrapped me in a robe of victory,
Like a bridegroom adorned with a turban,
Like a bride bedecked with her finery.
11For as the earth brings forth her growth
And a garden makes the seed shoot up,
So the Lord God will make
Victory and renown shoot up
In the presence of all the nations.
1For the sake of Zion I will not be silent,
For the sake of Jerusalem I will not be still,
Till her victory emerge resplendent
And her triumph like a flaming torch.
2Nations shall see your victory,
And every king your majesty;
And you shall be called by a new name
Which the Lord Himself shall bestow.
3You shall be a glorious crown
In the hand of the Lord,
And a royal diadem
In the palm of your God.
4Nevermore shall you be called “Forsaken,”
Nor shall your land be called “Desolate”;
But you shall be called “I delight in her,”
And your land “Espoused.”
For the Lord takes delight in you,
And your land shall be espoused.
5As a youth espouses a maiden,
Your sons shall espouse you;
And as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride,
So will your God rejoice over you.
6Upon your walls, O Jerusalem,
I have set watchmen,
Who shall never be silent
By day or by night.
O you, the Lord’s remembrancers,
Take no rest
7And give no rest to Him,
Until He establish Jerusalem
And make her renowned on earth.
8The Lord has sworn by His right hand,
By His mighty arm:
Nevermore will I give your new grain
To your enemies for food,
Nor shall foreigners drink the new wine
For which you have labored.
9But those who harvest it shall eat it
And give praise to the Lord;
And those who gather it shall drink it
In My sacred courts.
10Pass through, pass through the gates!
Clear the road for the people;
Build up, build up the highway,
Remove the rocks!
Raise an ensign over the peoples!
11See, the Lord has proclaimed
To the end of the earth:
Announce to Fair Zion,
Your Deliverer is coming!
See, his reward is with Him,
His recompense before Him.
12And they shall be called, “The Holy People,
The Redeemed of the Lord,”
And you shall be called, “Sought Out,
A City Not Forsaken.”
1Who is this coming from Edom,
In crimsoned garments from Bozrah—
Who is this, majestic in attire,
Pressing forward in His great might?
“It is I, who contend victoriously,
Powerful to give triumph.”
2Why is your clothing so red,
Your garments like his who treads grapes?
3“I trod out a vintage alone;
Of the peoples no man was with Me.
I trod them down in My anger,
Trampled them in My rage;
Their life-blood bespattered My garments,
And all My clothing was stained.
4For I had planned a day of vengeance,
And My year of redemption arrived.
5Then I looked, but there was none to help;
I stared, but there was none to aid—
So My own arm wrought the triumph,
And My own rage was My aid.
6I trampled peoples in My anger,
I made them drunk with My rage,
And I hurled their glory to the ground.”
7I will recount the kind acts of the Lord,
The praises of the Lord—
For all that the Lord has wrought for us,
The vast bounty to the House of Israel
That He bestowed upon them
According to His mercy and His great kindness.
8He thought: Surely they are My people,
Children who will not play false.
So He was their Deliverer.
9In all their troubles He was troubled,
And the angel of His Presence delivered them.
In His love and pity
He Himself redeemed them,
Raised them, and exalted them
All the days of old.