The impending doom brought about by sin is, throughout the book, punctuated by ecstatic songs of coming splendor and redemptive purpose. Isaiah is aware that these two pictures are contradictory. He is also stubbornly insistent that both are true.
This is a poet in full voice, sobbing a lament, speaking the unspeakable truth of existence in Exile. A groan. A wail. A keen.
Justice is the true mark of revival for God’s people.
This is not just Jesus dying to cover bail against my crimes. This is Jesus dying to make all things new.