Torcular calcavi solus, et de gentibus non est vir mecum; calcavi eos in furore meo, et conculcavi eos in ira mea: et aspersus est sanguis eorum super vestimenta mea, et omnia indumenta mea inquinavi.
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 my apparel.
Torculare calca solo, et de gentes non es viro mecum; calca illos in furore meo, et conculca illos in ira meo: et asperge es sanguine de illos super vestimentos meo, et omni indumentos meo inquina.