The Lantern

Isaiah18

A Message to Cush

Ah, land of whirring wings, which is beyond the rivers of Cush,

which sends envoys by the sea, in vessels of papyrus upon the face of the waters! Go, swift messengers, to a nation drawn out and scoured, to a people feared from it and beyond — a nation of line upon line and of trampling, whose land rivers have cut through.

All you inhabitants of the world and dwellers on the earth: when a signal is lifted on the mountains, you will see; and when a horn is blown, you will hear.

For thus the LORD said to me: I will be quiet, and I will look on from my place, like clear heat over light, like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.

For before the harvest, when the bud is finished and the blossom becomes a ripening grape, he will cut off the shoots with pruning hooks, and the tendrils he will remove, he will hack away.

They will be left together to the birds of prey of the mountains and to the beasts of the earth; and the bird of prey will summer on them, and every beast of the earth will winter on them.

At that time a gift will be brought to the LORD of hosts from a people drawn out and scoured, and from a people feared from it and beyond — a nation of line upon line and of trampling, whose land rivers have cut through — to the place of the name of the LORD of hosts, Mount Zion.