50:1 Thus saith , Where is the bill of your mother's divorcement, whom I have put away? or which of my creditors is it to whom I have sold you? Behold, for your iniquities have ye sold yourselves, and for your transgressions is your mother put away.
50:2 Wherfore, when I came, was there no man? when I called, was there none to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it cannot redeem? or have I no power to deliver? behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea, I make the rivers a wilderness: their fish stinketh, because there is no water, and dieth for thirst.
50:3 I clothe the heavens with blackness, and I make sackcloth their covering.
50:4 the Sovereign hath given me the tongue of the learned, that I should know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary: he wakeneth morning by morning, he wakeneth mine ear to hear as the learned.
50:5 The Sovereign hath opened mine ear, and I was not rebellious, neither turned away back.
50:6 I gave my back to the smiters, and my cheeks to them that plucked off the hair: I hid not my face from shame and spitting.
50:7 For the Sovereign will help me; therefore shall I not be confounded: therefore have I set my face like a flint, and I know that I shall not be ashamed.
50:8 He is near that justifieth me; who will contend with me? let us stand together: who is mine adversary? let him come near to me.
50:9 Behold, the Sovereign will help me; who is he that shall condemn me? lo, they all shall wax old as a garment; the moth shall eat them up.
50:10 Who is among you that feareth , that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light? let him trust in the name of , and stay upon his Elohim.
50:11 Behold, all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about with sparks: walk in the light of your fire, and in the sparks that ye have kindled. This shall ye have of mine hand; ye shall lie down in sorrow.