63:3 “I have stomped grapes in the winepress all by myself;
no one from the nations joined me.
I stomped on them
I trampled them down in my rage.
Their juice splashed on my garments,
and stained
63:5 I looked, but there was no one to help;
I was shocked because there was no one offering support.
So my right arm accomplished deliverance;
my raging anger drove me on.