"I have trodden the winepress alone..."

Why, then, is thine apparel red, and thy garments like theirs that tread in the winepress?  I have trodden the winepress alone, and of the Gentiles there is not a man with me; I have trampled on them in my indignation and have trodden them down in my wrath; and their blood is sprinkled upon my garments, and I have stained all mine apparel.  For a day of vengeance is in my heart, the year of my redemption is come.  I looked about and there was none to help: I sought, and there was none to give aid: and mine own arm hath saved for me, and mine indignation itself hath helped me.

~ Taken from the Lesson in the Mass for Wednesday in Holy Week