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ULT ISA Chapter 17

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17 An oracle for Damascus:

Behold, Damascus, will cease from being a city,

And it will be a heap of ruins.

2 The cities of Aroer will be abandoned.

They will be for flocks,

and they will lie down there, and no one will frighten them.

3 And forts will disappear from Ephraim,

and the kingdom from Damascus,

and the remnant of Aram,

they will be like the glory of the sons of Israel—

the declaration of Yahweh of hosts.

4 And it will happen on that day,

the glory of Jacob will become thin,

and the fatness of his flesh will become lean.

5 And it will be as a harvester gathers the standing grain,

and his arm reaps the heads of grain.

And it will be as one gleans heads of grain

in the Valley of Rephaim.

6 And gleanings will be left in it, as when the olive tree is shaken:

two or three berries in the top of the bough,

four or five in the fruitful branches

—the declaration of Yahweh, the God of Israel.

7 On that day man will gaze at his Maker, and his eyes will look to the Holy One of Israel. 8 And he will not look to the altars, the work of his hands and which his fingers have made. He will not look to the Asherah poles or the sun images. 9 On that day his strong cities will be like the abandoned forests and summits which were forsaken because of the faces of the sons of Israel. And it will be a desolation.

10 For you have forgotten the God of your salvation,

and the rock of your strength you did not remember.

So you plant plants of a foreign god,

and sow vines of a stranger;

11 on the day you plant, it will increase,

and in the morning your seed will grow,

but the harvest will become a heap on the afflicted day,

and there will be grievous pain.

12 Woe! The uproar of many peoples—

like the roaring of the seas they roar.

And the rumble of nations—

like the rumbling of mighty waters they rumble!

13 The nations like the rumbling of many waters will rumble,

but he will rebuke them, and they will flee far away,

and they will be chased before the face of the wind like chaff on the mountains,

and like weeds whirling before the face of the whirlwind.

14 For the time of evening, behold, terror!

Before the morning they will be gone!

This is the portion of those who loot us,

and the lot of those who rob us.