Isaiah 52

¹Awake, awake; put on thy strength, O Zion;

²Shake thyself from the dust; arise, and sit down, O Jerusalem:

³For thus saith the Lord,

⁴For thus saith the Lord God,

⁵Now therefore, what have I here, saith the Lord,

⁶Therefore my people shall know my name:

⁷How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace;

⁸Thy watchmen shall lift up the voice;

⁹Break forth into joy, sing together, ye waste places of Jerusalem:

¹⁰The Lord hath made bare his holy arm in the eyes of all the nations;

¹¹Depart ye, depart ye, go ye out from thence, touch no unclean thing;

¹²For ye shall not go out with haste,

¹³Behold, my servant shall deal prudently,

¹⁴As many were astonied at thee;

¹⁵So shall he sprinkle many nations;