“It is I, proclaiming victory,
    mighty to save.”^(E)

³ “I have trodden the winepress^(A) alone;
    from the nations no one was with me.
I trampled^(B) them in my anger
    and trod them down in my wrath;^(C)
their blood spattered my garments,^(D)
    and I stained all my clothing.

⁵ I looked, but there was no one^(A) to help,
    I was appalled that no one gave support;
so my own arm^(B) achieved salvation for me,
    and my own wrath sustained me.^(C)