Isaiah 17
An Oracle Concerning Damascus
17The 1,aoracle concerning bDamascus. “Behold, Damascus is about to be cremoved from being a cityAnd will become a dfallen ruin.
2“The cities 1of aAroer are forsaken;They will be for bflocks, and they will lie down in them;And there will be cno one to cause them to tremble.3“And the 1,afortified city will cease from Ephraim,And 2sovereignty from DamascusAnd the remnant of Aram;They will be like the bglory of the sons of Israel,”Declares Yahweh of hosts.4Now it will be in that day, that the aglory of Jacob will 1wane,And bthe fatness of his flesh will become lean.5And it will be aeven like the 1reaper gathering the standing grain,As his arm harvests the ears of grain,Or it will be like one gleaning ears of grainIn the bvalley of Rephaim.6Yet agleanings will remain in it like the 1shaking of an olive tree,Two or three olives on the topmost branch,Four or five on the twigs of a fruitful tree,Declares Yahweh, the God of Israel.7In that day man will ahave regard for his MakerAnd his eyes will look to the Holy One of Israel.8He will not have regard for the aaltars, the work of his hands,Nor will he look to that which his bfingers have made,Even the 1,cAsherim and 2incense stands.9In that day 1their strong cities will be like 2forsaken places in the forest,Or like 3branches which they forsook before the sons of Israel;And 4the land will be a desolation.10For ayou have forgotten the bGod of your salvationAnd have not remembered the crock of your strong defense.Therefore you plant delightful plantsAnd set them with vine branches of a strange god.11In the day that you plant it you carefully fence it in,And in the amorning you cause your seed to flourish;But the harvest will bbe a heapIn a day of sickliness and incurable pain.12Alas, the uproar of many peoplesaWho roar like the roaring of the seas,And the rumbling of nationsWho rumble on like the brumbling of mighty waters!13The anations rumble on like the rumbling of many waters,But He will brebuke them, and they will flee far away,And be pursued clike chaff in the mountains before the wind,Or like whirling dust before a whirlwind.14At evening time, behold, there is terror!Before morning athey are no more.1Such will be the portion of those who pillage usAnd the lot of those who plunder us.