The Lantern

Isaiah17

The Burden against Damascus

An oracle of Damascus. See, Damascus is removed from being a city, and it will be a heap of ruins.

The cities of Aroer are forsaken; they will be for flocks, and they will lie down with none making them afraid.

And the fortress will cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Aram; they will be like the glory of the sons of Israel — the utterance of the LORD of hosts.

And it will be, in that day, that the glory of Jacob will be brought low, and the fatness of his flesh will grow lean.

And it will be as when the harvester gathers standing grain and his arm reaps the ears; and it will be like one gleaning ears in the Valley of Rephaim.

And gleanings will be left in it, as at the beating of an olive tree — two, three berries at the top of the highest bough; four, five on its fruitful branches — the utterance of the LORD, the God of Israel.

In that day humankind will look to its Maker, and its eyes will see the Holy One of Israel.

And it will not look to the altars, the work of his hands; and what his fingers have made it will not see — the sacred poles and the incense stands.

In that day his fortified cities will be like the forsaken places of the wood and of the height, which they forsook before the sons of Israel; and it will be a desolation.

For you have forgotten the God of your salvation, and the rock of your refuge you have not remembered. Therefore you plant pleasant plantings and set them with a foreign vine-shoot;

in the day of your planting you make it grow, and in the morning you make your seed blossom — and the harvest flees away in a day of sickness and incurable pain.

Ah, the roar of many peoples — like the roaring of the seas they roar; and the uproar of nations — like the uproar of mighty waters they thunder.

Nations thunder like the uproar of many waters — and he rebukes it, and it flees far off, and is chased like chaff of the mountains before a wind, and like whirling dust before a storm.

At the time of evening — and see, terror! Before morning, he is no more. This is the portion of those who plunder us, and the lot of those who despoil us.