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Isaiah 20:1-21:17
1 In the year the general sent by
Sargon, king of Assyria, fought against Ashdod and captured it,
2 the LORD gave a warning through
Isaiah, the son of Amoz: Go and take off the sackcloth from your
waist, and remove the sandals from your feet. This he did,
walking naked and barefoot.
3 Then the LORD said: Just as my servant
Isaiah has gone naked and barefoot for three years as a sign and
portent against Egypt and Ethiopia,
4 so shall the king of Assyria lead
away captives from Egypt, and exiles from Ethiopia, young and old,
naked and barefoot, with buttocks uncovered (the shame of Egypt).
5 They shall be dismayed and ashamed
because of Ethiopia, their hope, and because of Egypt, their boast.
6 The inhabitants of this coastland
shall say on that day, "Look at our hope! We have fled
here for help and deliverance from the king of Assyria; where can
we flee now?"
21:1 Oracle on the wastelands by the
sea: Like whirlwinds sweeping in waves through the Negeb, there
comes from the desert, from the fearful land,
2 A cruel sight, revealed to me: the
traitor betrays, the despoiler spoils. "Go up, Elam; besiege,
O Media; I will put an end to all groaning!"
3 Therefore my loins are filled with
anguish, pangs have seized me like those of a woman in labor; I
am too bewildered to hear, too dismayed to look.
4 My mind reels, shuddering assails
me; My yearning for twilight has turned into dread.
5 They set the table, spread out the rugs;
they eat, they drink. Rise up, O princes, oil the shield!
6 For thus says my Lord to me: Go,
station a watchman, let him tell what he sees.
7 If he sees a chariot, a pair of
horses, Someone riding an ass, someone riding a camel, Then let
him pay heed, very close heed.
8 Then the watchman cried, "On
the watchtower, O my Lord, I stand constantly by day; And I stay
at my post through all the watches of the night.
9 Here he comes now: a single chariot,
a pair of horses; He calls out and says, 'Fallen, fallen is Babylon,
And all the images of her gods are smashed to the ground.'"
10 O my people who have been threshed,
beaten on my threshing floor! What I have heard from the LORD
of hosts, The God of Israel, I have announced to you.
11 Oracle on Edom: They call to me
from Seir, "Watchman, how much longer the night? Watchman,
how much longer the night?"
12 The watchman replies, "Morning
has come, and again night. If you will ask, ask; come back again."
13 Oracle on Arabia: In the thicket
in the nomad country spend the night, O caravans of Dedanites.
14 Meet the thirsty, bring them water;
you who dwell in the land of Tema, greet the fugitives with bread.
15 They flee from the sword, from
the whetted sword; From the taut bow, from the fury of battle.
16 For thus says the Lord to me: In
another year, like those of a hireling, all the glory of Kedar shall
come to an end.
17 Few of Kedar's stalwart archers
shall remain, for the LORD, the God of Israel, has spoken.
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