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Isaiah 17:1 - 18:7
17:1 Oracle on Damascus: Lo, Damascus
shall cease to be a city and become a ruin;
2 Her cities shall be forever abandoned,
given over to flocks to lie in undisturbed.
3 The fortress shall be lost to Ephraim and the kingdom to
Damascus; The remnant of Aram shall have the same glory as the Israelites,
says the LORD of hosts.
4 On that day The glory of Jacob shall
fade, and his full body grow thin,
5 Like the reaper's mere armful of
stalks when he gathers the standing grain; Or as when one gleans
the ears in the Valley of Rephaim.
6 Only a scattering of grapes shall
be left! As when an olive tree has been beaten, Two or three olives
remain at the very top, four or five on its fruitful branches, says
the LORD, the God of Israel.
7 On that day man shall look to his
maker, his eyes turned toward the Holy One of Israel.
8 He shall not look to the altars,
his handiwork, nor shall he regard what his fingers have made: the
sacred poles or the incense stands.
9 On that day his strong cities shall
be like those abandoned by the Hivites and Amorites When faced with
the children of Israel: they shall be laid waste.
10 For you have forgotten God, your
savior, and remembered not the Rock, your strength. Therefore, though
you plant your pagan plants and set out your foreign vine slips,
11 Though you make them grow the day
you plant them and make your sprouts blossom on the next morning,
The harvest shall disappear on the day of the grievous blow, the
incurable blight.
12 Ah! the roaring of many peoples
that roar like the roar of the seas! The surging of nations that
surge like the surging of mighty waves!
13 But God shall rebuke
them, and they shall flee far away; Windswept, like chaff on the
mountains, like tumbleweed in a storm.
14 In the evening, they spread terror,
before morning, they are gone! Such is the portion of those who
despoil us, the lot of those who plunder us.
18:1 Ah, land of buzzing insects,
beyond the rivers of Ethiopia,
2 Sending ambassadors by sea, in papyrus
boats on the waters! Go, swift messengers, to a nation tall and
bronzed, To a people dreaded near and far, a nation strong and conquering,
whose land is washed by rivers.
3 All you who inhabit the world, who
dwell on earth, When the signal is raised on the mountain, look!
When the trumpet blows, listen!
4 For thus says the LORD to me: I
will quietly look on from where I dwell, Like the glowing heat of
sunshine, like a cloud of dew at harvest time.
5 Before the vintage, when the flowering
is ended, and the blooms are succeeded by ripening grapes, Then
comes the cutting of branches with pruning hooks and the discarding
of the lopped-off shoots.
6 They shall all be left to the mountain
birds of prey, and to the beasts in the land; The birds of prey
shall summer on them and on them all the beasts of the earth shall
winter.
7 Then will gifts be brought to the
LORD of hosts from a people tall and bronzed, from a people dreaded
near and far, a nation strong and conquering, whose land is washed
by rivers-to Mount Zion where dwells the name of the LORD of hosts.
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