<p class="poetry">I trampled nations in my anger,p> <p class="poetry">I made them drunk<n id="1" /> in my rage,p> <p class="poetry">I splashed their blood on the ground.&#8221;<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;I have stomped grapes in the winepress all by myself;p> <p class="poetry">no one from the nations joined me.p> <p class="poetry">I stomped on them<n id="1" /> in my anger;p> <p class="poetry">I trampled them down in my rage.p> <p class="poetry">Their juice splashed on my garments,p> <p class="poetry">and stained<n id="2" /> all my clothes.p>

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;&#8216;Therefore this is what the sovereign <sc>Lordsc> says: In my rage I will make a violent wind break out. In my anger there will be a deluge of rain and hailstones in destructive fury.