Isaias

2 Wherefore is there red upon thy raiment, and thy garments like one that treadeth in a winepress?

3 Ι have trodden the wine trough alone, and of the peoples there was not a man with me; and I trode them in mine anger, and trampled them in my fury; and their life blood was sprinkled on my garments, and I have stained all my raiment.