LEB(i)
2 Why are your garments* red, and your garments like he who treads in the winepress?
3 "I have trodden the winepress alone, and there was no man from the peoples with me. And I trod them in my anger, and I trampled them in my wrath, and spattered their juice on my garments, and stained all my clothing,
4 for the day of vengeance was in my heart, and the year of my blood-vengeance has come!
5 And I looked, but* there was no helper, and I was appalled, but* there was no one who sustains, so* my arm came to assist me, and my wrath ⌊was what⌋* sustained me.
6 And I trampled peoples in my anger, and I made them drunk in my wrath, and I brought their juice down to the earth."