Why are your clothes red? Why do you look like someone who has stomped on grapes in a vat?

Men bow down to them in homage, they lie flat on the ground in worship. Don’t spare them!

Men will be humiliated, they will be brought low; the proud will be brought low.

Proud men will be brought low, arrogant men will be humiliated; the Lord alone will be exalted in that day.

The Elamites picked up the quiver, and came with chariots and horsemen; the men of Kir prepared the shield.

The downtrodden will again rejoice in the Lord; the poor among humankind will take delight in the Holy One of Israel.

those who bear false testimony against a person, who entrap the one who arbitrates at the city gate and deprive the innocent of justice by making false charges.

Since you are precious and special in my sight, and I love you, I will hand over people in place of you, nations in place of your life.

Let your private parts be exposed! Your genitals will be on display! I will get revenge; I will not have pity on anyone,”

(just as many were horrified by the sight of you) he was so disfigured he no longer looked like a man;

I replied, “How long, sovereign master?” He said, “Until cities are in ruins and unpopulated, and houses are uninhabited, and the land is ruined and devastated,

The Egyptians are mere humans, not God; their horses are made of flesh, not spirit. The Lord will strike with his hand; the one who helps will stumble and the one being helped will fall. Together they will perish.

Assyria will fall by a sword, but not one human-made; a sword not made by humankind will destroy them. They will run away from this sword and their young men will be forced to do hard labor.

They have burned the gods of the nations, for they are not really gods, but only the product of human hands manufactured from wood and stone. That is why the Assyrians could destroy them.

“I thought, ‘I will no longer see the Lord in the land of the living, I will no longer look on humankind with the inhabitants of the world.

A carpenter takes measurements; he marks out an outline of its form; he scrapes it with chisels, and marks it with a compass. He patterns it after the human form, like a well-built human being, and puts it in a shrine.

“I, I am the one who consoles you. Why are you afraid of mortal men, of mere human beings who are as short-lived as grass?

The people who do this will be blessed, the people who commit themselves to obedience, who observe the Sabbath and do not defile it, who refrain from doing anything that is wrong.

Is this really the kind of fasting I want? Do I want a day when people merely humble themselves, bowing their heads like a reed and stretching out on sackcloth and ashes? Is this really what you call a fast, a day that is pleasing to the Lord?