Isaiah

50 ¹[Yea, for][1] thus says the LORD,

The Lord

[“Have I put you away, or have I cast you off forever?”

Isaiah

For thus says the Lord],

The Lord

“Where is the divorce certificate of your mother;
[to] whom I have put [you] away?
Or to which of My creditors did I sell you? [Yea], to whom have [I] sold you?

Behold, for your iniquities you have been sold,
and for your transgressions your mother was sent away.

²Why when I come, there was no one there?
I called, [yea][2], there was no answer?

[O house of Israel,][3] is My hand really too short to redeem,
or have I no power to deliver?

Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea,
I make [their][4] rivers a wilderness,

[and][5] their fish to stink, because [the waters are dried up][6],
and they die because of thirst.

³I clothe the heavens with blackness,
and I make sackcloth their covering.”

Messiah

⁴The Lord, the LORD has given Me the tongue of the learned,
to know how to speak a word in season [unto you, O house of Israel, when you are][7] weary;

He wakens—morning by morning—
He wakens My ear to hear as do the disciples.

⁵The Lord, the LORD has [appointed][8] My ear,

and I was not rebellious,
nor did I turn away backward.

⁶I gave My back to the [smiter][9]
and My cheeks to them that plucked My beard.
I hid not My face from insults and spitting.

⁷But the Lord, the LORD will help me,
therefore, I will not be confounded;
therefore, have I set My face like flint,
and I know that I will not be ashamed.
⁸[And the Lord][10] is near, [and He] justifies me;
who will contend with Me?
Let us stand together!
Who is My adversary? Let him approach Me, [and I will smite him with the strength of My mouth.]

⁹[For][11] the Lord, the LORD will help Me; [and all they which][12] will condemn Me?

Behold, they all will wear out as a garment,
[and][13] the moth will eat them up.

Isaiah

¹⁰Who among you fears the LORD,
obeying the voice of His servant?

Let him that walks in darkness,
and has no bright light,

trust in the name of the LORD
and rely on his God.

¹¹Behold, all you who kindle fire,
who gird on sparks,

walk in the light of your fire
and in the sparks you have lit.

This will you have of my hand—
you will lie down in sorrow.