Look, their brave men1 cry aloud in the streets; the envoys2 of peace weep bitterly.
The highways are deserted, no travelers3 are on the roads.4 The treaty is broken,5 its witnessesa are despised, no one is respected.
The land mournsb6 and wastes away, Lebanon7 is ashamed and withers;8 Sharon9 is like the Arabah, and Bashan10 and Carmel11 drop their leaves.
"Now will I arise,12" says the LORD. "Now will I be exalted;13 now will I be lifted up.
You conceive14 chaff, you give birth15 to straw; your breath is a fire16 that consumes you.
The peoples will be burned as if to lime;17 like cut thornbushes18 they will be set ablaze.19"
You who are far away,20 hear21 what I have done; you who are near, acknowledge my power!
The sinners22 in Zion are terrified; trembling23 grips the godless: "Who of us can dwell with the consuming fire?24 Who of us can dwell with everlasting burning?"
He who walks righteously25 and speaks what is right,26 who rejects gain from extortion27 and keeps his hand from accepting bribes,28 who stops his ears against plots of murder and shuts his eyes29 against contemplating evil--
this is the man who will dwell on the heights,30 whose refuge31 will be the mountain fortress.32 His bread will be supplied, and water will not fail33 him.
Your eyes will see the king34 in his beauty35 and view a land that stretches afar.36