Isaiah 17

Prophecy about Damascus

Or burden of
b  oracle concerning c  Damascus. Behold, Damascus is about to be d  removed from being a city
And will become a e  fallen ruin.
2The cities
Gr reads forever and ever
of g  Aroer are forsaken;
They will be for h  flocks
Lit and they will lie down
to lie down in,
And there will be j  no one to frighten them.
Or fortification
l  fortified city will disappear from Ephraim,
Or royal power, kingdom
sovereignty from Damascus
And the remnant of Aram;
They will be like the n  glory of the sons of Israel,”
Declares the  Lord of hosts.

4Now in that day the o  glory of Jacob will
Lit become thin
And q  the fatness of his flesh will become lean.
5It will be r  even like the
Lit gathering of the harvest, the standing grain
reaper gathering the standing grain,
As his arm harvests the ears,
Or it will be like one gleaning ears of grain
In the t  valley of Rephaim.
6Yet u  gleanings will be left in it like the
Lit striking
shaking of an olive tree,
Two or three olives on the topmost bough,
Four or five on the branches of a fruitful tree,
Declares the  Lord, the God of Israel.
7In that day man will w  have regard for his Maker
And his eyes will look to the Holy One of Israel.
8He will not have regard for the x  altars, the work of his hands,
Nor will he look to that which his y  fingers have made,
Even the
I.e. wooden symbols of a female deity
aa  Asherim and
Or sun pillars
incense stands.
9In that day
I.e. man’s
their strong cities will be like
Gr reads the deserted places of the Amorites and the Hivites which they abandoned
forsaken places in the forest,
Or like
Or the treetop
branches which they abandoned before the sons of Israel;
Lit it
the land will be a desolation.
10For ag  you have forgotten the ah  God of your salvation
And have not remembered the ai  rock of your refuge.
Therefore you plant delightful plants
And set them with vine slips of a strange god.
11In the day that you plant it you carefully fence it in,
And in the aj  morning you bring your seed to blossom;
But the harvest will ak  be a heap
In a day of sickliness and incurable pain.

12Alas, the uproar of many peoples
al  Who roar like the roaring of the seas,
And the rumbling of nations
Who rush on like the am  rumbling of mighty waters!
13The an  nations rumble on like the rumbling of many waters,
But He will ao  rebuke them and they will flee far away,
And be chased ap  like chaff in the mountains before the wind,
Or like whirling dust before a gale.
14At evening time, behold, there is terror!
Before morning aq  they are no more.
Lit This
Such will be the portion of those who plunder us
And the lot of those who pillage us.

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