Good Tidings of Salvation to Zion

61¹ The Spirit of the Lord Jehovah 'is' on me, Because Jehovah did anoint me To proclaim tidings to the humble, He sent me to bind the broken of heart, To proclaim to captives liberty, And to bound ones an opening of bands. ² To proclaim the year of the good pleasure of Jehovah, And the day of vengeance of our God, To comfort all mourners. ³ To appoint to mourners in Zion, To give to them beauty instead of ashes, The oil of joy instead of mourning, A covering of praise for a spirit of weakness, And He is calling to them, 'Trees of righteousness, The planting of Jehovah—to be beautified.'

⁴ And they have built the wastes of old, The desolations of the ancients they raise up, And they have renewed waste cities, The desolations of generation and generation. ⁵ And strangers have stood and fed your flock, Sons of a foreigner 'are' your husbandmen, And your vine-dressers. ⁶ And ye are called 'Priests of Jehovah,' 'Ministers of our God,' is said of you, The strength of nations ye consume, And in their honour ye do boast yourselves. ⁷ Instead of your shame and confusion, A second time they sing of their portion, Therefore in their land A second time do they take possession, Joy age-during 'is' for them. ⁸ For I 'am' Jehovah, loving judgment, Hating plunder for a burnt-offering, And I have given their wage in truth, And a covenant age-during I make for them. ⁹ And known among nations hath been their seed, And their offspring in the midst of the peoples, All their beholders acknowledge them, For they 'are' a seed Jehovah hath blessed.

¹⁰ I greatly rejoice in Jehovah, Joy doth my soul in my God, For He clothed me with garments of salvation, With a robe of righteousness covereth Me, As a bridegroom prepareth ornaments, And as a bride putteth on her jewels. ¹¹ For, as the earth bringeth forth her shoots, And as a garden causeth its sown things to shoot up, So the Lord Jehovah causeth righteousness and praise To shoot up before all the nations!

The LORD's Judgment on Judah and Jerusalem

3¹ For, lo, the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Is turning aside from Jerusalem, And from Judah, stay and staff, Every stay of bread, and every stay of water. ² Hero and man of war, judge and prophet, And diviner and elder, ³ Head of fifty, and accepted of faces, And counsellor, and the wise of artificers, And the intelligent of charmers. ⁴ And I have made youths their heads, And sucklings rule over them. ⁵ And the people hath exacted—man upon man, Even a man on his neighbour, Enlarge themselves do the youths against the aged, And the lightly esteemed against the honoured. ⁶ When one layeth hold on his brother, 'Of' the house of his father, 'by' the garment, 'Come, a ruler thou art to us, And this ruin 'is' under thy hand.' ⁷ He lifteth up, in that day, saying: 'I am not a binder up, And in my house is neither bread nor garment, Ye do not make me a ruler of the people.' ⁸ For stumbled hath Jerusalem, and Judah hath fallen, For their tongue and their doings 'are' against Jehovah, To provoke the eyes of His glory.

⁹ The appearance of their faces witnessed against them, And their sin, as Sodom, they declared, They have not hidden! Wo to their soul, For they have done to themselves evil. ¹⁰ Say ye to the righteous, that 'it is' good, Because the fruit of their doings they eat. ¹¹ Wo to the wicked—evil, Because the deed of his hand is done to him. ¹² My people—its exactors 'are' sucklings, And women have ruled over it. My people—thy eulogists are causing to err, And the way of thy paths swallowed up. ¹³ Jehovah hath stood up to plead, And He is standing to judge the peoples. ¹⁴ Jehovah into judgment doth enter With elders of His people, and its heads: 'And ye, ye have consumed the vineyard, Plunder of the poor 'is' in your houses. ¹⁵ What—to you? ye bruise My people, And the faces of the poor ye grind.' An affirmation of the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, And Jehovah saith:

Judgment on the Daughters of Zion

¹⁶ 'Because that daughters of Zion have been haughty, And they walk stretching out the neck, And deceiving 'with' the eyes, Walking and mincing they go, And with their feet they make a tinkling, ¹⁷ The Lord also hath scabbed The crown of the head of daughters of Zion, And Jehovah their simplicity exposeth. ¹⁸ In that day doth the Lord turn aside The beauty of the tinkling ornaments, And of the embroidered works, And of the round tires like moons, ¹⁹ Of the drops, and the bracelets, and the mufflers, ²⁰ Of the bonnets, and the ornaments of the legs, And of the bands, And of the perfume boxes, and the amulets, ²¹ Of the seals, and of the nose-rings, ²² Of the costly apparel, and of the mantles, And of the coverings, and of the purses, ²³ Of the mirrors, and of the linen garments, And of the hoods, and of the vails, ²⁴ And it hath been, instead of spice is muck, And instead of a girdle, a rope, And instead of curled work, baldness, And instead of a stomacher a girdle of sackcloth. ²⁵ For instead of glory, thy men by sword do fall, And thy might in battle. ²⁶ And lamented and mourned have her openings, Yea, she hath been emptied, on the earth she sitteth!