17 Your eyes will see the king in his beauty.

They’ll see a distant land.

18 Your heart will recall the terror.

“Where’s the taxation accountant? Where’s the one doing the weighing?

≈ Where’s the one who counted the towers?”

19 You’ll no longer see those fierce people

whose language is too confusing to comprehend

≈ and whose sounds are too foreign to understand.

20 Look at Tsiyyon (Zion), the town of our festivals.

≈ Your eyes will see Yerushalem—a place to live undisturbed.

No tents will be packed up and no tent pegs will ever be pulled out,

and none of its ropes will be snapped.

21 Yahweh the majestic one will be there with us—

a place with rivers and wide canals.

No ship that’s rowed will be able to go over it,

and no huge sailing ships will pass along it.

22 Yes, Yahweh is our judge—he’s our commander.

Yahweh is our king—he’ll rescue us.

23 Your ropes are coming undone—they can’t secure the base of the mast.

They can’t spread the sail out.

Then the large booty onboard will be divided as plunder—

even lame people will take some spoil.

24 None of the residents will say that they’re sick—

the people who live there will be forgiven for their disobedience.