The oracle concerning Babylon that Isaiah son of Amoz saw.
On a bare hill raise a signal, cry aloud to them; wave the hand for them to enter the gates of the nobles.
I myself have commanded my consecrated ones, have summoned my warriors, my proudly exulting ones, to execute my anger.
Listen, a tumult on the mountains as of a great multitude! Listen, an uproar of kingdoms, of nations gathering together! The Lord of hosts is mustering an army for battle.
They come from a distant land, from the end of the heavens, the Lord and the weapons of his indignation, to destroy the whole earth.
Wail, for the day of the Lord is near; it will come like destruction from the Almighty! a
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