1 Awake, awake,put on your strength, Zion!Put on your splendid clothing,Jerusalem, you holy city;for the uncircumcised and uncleanwill no longer come into you.
2 Shake the dust off yourself;rise up; sit enthroned, Jerusalem.Loose the bonds from your neck,captive Daughter Zion!
3 The Lord proclaims:You were sold for nothing,and you will be redeemed without money.
4 The Lord God proclaims:Long ago my people went downto reside in Egypt.Moreover, Assyria has oppressed them without cause.
5 And now what have I here? says the Lord.My people are taken away for nothing.Their rulers wail, says the Lord, and continually all day long my name is despised.
6 Therefore, my people will know my name on that day;I’m the one who promises it; I’m here.
7 How beautiful upon the mountainsare the feet of a messengerwho proclaims peace,who brings good news,who proclaims salvation,who says to Zion, "Your God rules!"