Isaiah 17 (Today's New International Version)

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A Prophecy Against Damascus

1 A prophecy1 concerning Damascus:2 "See, Damascus will no longer be a city but will become a heap of ruins.3 2 The cities of Aroer4 will be deserted and left to flocks,5 which will lie down,6 with no one to make them afraid.7 3 The fortified8 city will disappear from Ephraim, and royal power from Damascus; the remnant of Aram will be like the glory9 of the Israelites,"10 declares the LORD Almighty. 4 "In that day11 the glory12 of Jacob will fade; the fat of his body will waste13 away. 5 It will be as when reapers harvest the standing grain, gathering14 the grain in their arms-- as when someone gleans heads of grain15 in the Valley of Rephaim.16 6 Yet some gleanings will remain,17 as when an olive tree is beaten,18 leaving two or three olives on the topmost branches, four or five on the fruitful boughs," declares the LORD, the God of Israel. 7 In that day19 people will look20 to their Maker21 and turn their eyes to the Holy One22 of Israel. 8 They will not look to the altars,23 the work of their hands,24 and they will have no regard for the Asherah polesa25 and the incense altars their fingers26 have made. 9 In that day their strong cities, which they left because of the Israelites, will be like places abandoned to thickets and undergrowth.27 And all will be desolation. 10 You have forgotten28 God your Savior;29 you have not remembered the Rock,30 your fortress.31 Therefore, though you set out the finest plants and plant imported vines,32 11 though on the day you set them out, you make them grow, and on the morning33 when you plant them, you bring them to bud, yet the harvest34 will be as nothing35 in the day of disease and incurable36 pain.37 12 Woe to the many nations that rage38-- they rage like the raging sea!39 Woe to the peoples who roar40-- they roar like the roaring of great waters!41 13 Although the peoples roar42 like the roar of surging waters, when he rebukes43 them they flee44 far away, driven before the wind like chaff45 on the hills, like tumbleweed before a gale.46 14 In the evening, sudden47 terror!48 Before the morning, they are gone!49 This is the portion of those who loot us, the lot of those who plunder us.
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