¹⁸ “Come now, and let us ^(A)reason together,”
Says the Lord,
“Though your sins are like scarlet,
^(B)They shall be as white as snow;
Though they are red like crimson,
They shall be as wool.

² Why ^(A)is Your apparel red,
And Your garments like one who treads in the winepress?

³ “I have ^(B)trodden the winepress alone,
And from the peoples no one was with Me.
For I have trodden them in My anger,
And trampled them in My fury;
Their blood is sprinkled upon My garments,
And I have stained all My robes.