Moff ZEC Chapter 10

Ask the Eternal for rain in spring,

ask the Eternal, who makes lightning flash,

who gives men winter rain,

with grass on all their fields.

What idols say is useless,

the sorcerer’s vision is a lie,

dreamers are but deceivers,

idle their promises;

’tis they who make the people stray like sheep,

wandering for lack of any shepherd.

“My anger is hot against the shepherds,

and I will punish the leaders.

The Lord of hosts will visit his poor sheep

to make them splendid steeds for his campaign

[[they shall produce men to be supports and stays,

men to be battle-bows and rulers]];

together shall they trample down the strong,

like dirt upon the street,

fighting, with the Eternal’s aid,

till mounted foes are in dismay

[[I will make the house of Judah strong,

and rescue the house of Joseph,

bringing them home in my compassion,

till they shall be as though I never had expelled them]];

the Ephraimites shall fight like heroes,

their spirits buoyant as with wine,

while their sons look on and rejoice,

with hearts exulting in the Eternal.

I will whistle for them and gather them in,

for I have redeemed them,

and they shall be as numerous as ever.

Though once I scattered them among the nations,

yet in far countries shall they remember me,

rear children, and return.

Back from the land of Egypt will I bring them,

back from Assyria will I gather them,

and bring them home to Gilead and Lebanon,

till there is no more room for them;

when they pass through the gulf of Suez,

the breakers shall be struck aside,

and the Nile dried to all its depths;

Assyria’s pride shall be laid low,

and Egypt’s tyranny swept aside

[[Their strength shall lie in the Eternal

they glory in his name, says the Eternal]].”