Isaiah 51:9-12

Wake up, wake up! Arm of the  Lord, clothe yourself with strength. Wake up as in days past, as in generations long ago. Wasn’t it you who hacked Rahab to pieces,  who pierced the sea monster?  Wasn’t it you who dried up the sea,  the waters of the great deep, who made the sea-bed into a road for the redeemed to pass over?  And the ransomed of the  Lord will return  and come to Zion with singing, crowned with unending joy. Joy and gladness will overtake them, and sorrow and sighing will flee. I — I am the one who comforts you. Who are you that you should fear humans who die,  or a son of man who is given up like grass?