"Please go," Pharaoh replied. "Bury your father, as he asked you to do."

But if I say this to the young man: "Look, the arrows are beyond you,' then go, for the LORD has sent you away.

He told the king, "This is what the LORD says: "Because you let the man whom I had dedicated to destruction go free, therefore your life is to be forfeited for his life, and your people for his people.'"

I look to my right and observe no one is concerned about me. There is nowhere I can go for refuge, and no one cares for me.

Be sure of this: the wicked will not go unpunished, but the descendants of the righteous will go free.

Then I heard the voice of the LORD as he was asking, "Whom will I send? Who will go for us?" "Here I am!" I replied. "Send me."

Isn't this the fast that I have been choosing: to loose the bonds of injustice, and to untie the cords of the yoke, and to let the oppressed go free, and to break every yoke?