1-2. Wake up, wake up! Pull on your boots, Zion!Dress up in your Sunday best, Jerusalem, holy city!Those who want no part of God have been culled out.They won’t be coming along.Brush off the dust and get to your feet, captive Jerusalem!Throw off your chains, captive daughter of Zion!
11-12. Out of here! Out of here! Leave this place!Don’t look back. Don’t contaminate yourselves with plunder.Just leave, but leave clean. Purify yourselvesin the process of worship, carrying the holy vessels of God.But you don’t have to be in a hurry.You’re not running from anybody!God is leading you out of here,and the God of Israel is also your rear guard.