(A)Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the Lord;
Awake as in the (B)days of old, the generations of long ago.
(C)Was it not You who cut Rahab in pieces,
Who pierced the (D)dragon?

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17 (A)Rouse yourself! Rouse yourself! Arise, O Jerusalem,
You who have (B)drunk from the Lord’s hand the cup of His anger;
The [a]chalice of reeling you have [b]drained to the dregs.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 51:17 Lit bowl of the cup of reeling
  2. Isaiah 51:17 Lit drunk