11 Then let those ransomed by the Lord returnand come to Zion with singingand with everlasting joy upon their heads.Let happiness and joy overwhelm them;let grief and groaning flee.
12 I, I am the one who comforts you.Why should you fear humans who will die,mortals who are treated like grass?
13 You forgot the Lord your maker,the one who stretched out the heavensand founded the earth.You were continually afraid, all day long,on account of the oppressor’s wrath—a fear by which they intend to destroy you.Where now is the oppressor’s wrath?
14 The imprisoned ones will soon be released;they won’t die in the pitor even lack bread.
15 I am the Lord your God,who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar—the Lord of heavenly forces is his name.
16 I put my words in your mouthand hid you in the shadow of my hand,stretching out the heavens, founding the earth,and saying to Zion, "You are my people."
17 Wake yourself, wake yourself!Rise up, Jerusalem,who drank the cup of wrath from the Lord’s hand.You drank; you drained the goblet of reeling.