^{1 Ref} Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion, Put on the garments of thy beauty, Jerusalem -- the Holy City; For enter no more into thee again, Do the uncircumcised and unclean.

^{2 Ref} Shake thyself from dust, arise, sit, O Jerusalem, Bands of thy neck have loosed themselves, O captive, daughter of Zion.

^{3 Ref} For thus said Jehovah: `For nought ye have been sold, And not by money are ye redeemed.'