An oracle about the desert. In the woods, in the desert where you camp, caravans of the Dedanites
meet the thirsty with water; inhabitants of the land of Tema greet the refugees with bread.
They have fled from swords, from the drawn sword, from the bent bow and from the intensity of battle.
So the Lord said to me: Within a year, according to the number of years for which a laborer is hired, all the glory of Kedar will end;
there will be few Kedarite archers remaining. The LORD God of Israel has spoken.