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OEB ISA Chapter 16

ISA 16 ©

16Tribute of lambs they despatched

to the lord of the land,

from the Sela, by way of the wilderness,

unto Mount Zion.

2And then at the fords of the Arnon

the daughters of Moab

will flutter like birds, and will fly

as when nestlings are scattered.

3‘Grant us the laid of you counsel,

and mediate (for us);

shelter us as in the noon-tide

with shade deep as night.

Bring into shelter the outcasts,

betray no the fugitives;

4suffer the outcasts of Moab

to dwell in your land.

Be you a shelter to them

from the face of the spoiler.’


When the ruthless are brought to an end,

and the spoiler has ceased;

when the heel of the tyrant has vanished

clean out of the land;

5then the throne will be established by kindness,

and on it will sit

in the tent of King David in faithfullness

one who will judge

with a spirit intent on the right

and on promptness of justice.

6We have heard of the pride of Moab,

the utterly proud –

of her haughty and insolent pride,

and her prating all baseless.

7So Moab for Moab is wailing,

she wails altogether;

yea, utterly stricken they moan

for the cakes of Kir-heres.

8The vine-tracts of Heshbon are withered,

the vineyards of Sabah,

whose choice red wine has laid low

many a lord of the nations.

Her cluster did stretch unto Jazer,

they strayed to the desert.

Her tendrils were spread far abroad,

they passed over the sea.


9So I share in the weeping of Jazer

for the vineyards of Sibmah;

I drench you with my tears,

O Heshbon and Elealeh:

for over your grapes and your vintage

the war-cry is fallen.

10From the land of gardens is vanished

all gladness and joy;

there resounds no cry in the vineyards,

no shout any more;

no wine in the presses is trodden,

the shouting is stilled.

11So my soul like a harp makes moaning for Moab,

and my heart for Kir-heres.

12When Moab appears on the heights

and makes herself weary,

Prophecy concerning Damascus and Northern Israel

The destruction of Damascus

ISA 16 ©

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