ULT ISA Chapter 17

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17 The burden of Damascus.

“Behold Damascus, being removed from being a city,

and it will be a heap of ruin.

2 The cities of Aroer will be abandoned;

they will be for flocks,

and they will lie down, and no one will make them tremble.

3 And fortification will be ceased 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 Armies.

4 “And it will happen in that day,

the glory of Jacob will become thin,

and the fatness of his flesh will become lean.

5 And it will be like a harvester gathering standing grain,

and his arm reaps heads of grain.

And it will be like the gleaning of heads of grain

in the Valley of the Raphaites.

6 And gleanings will be left in it,

like the shaking of an olive tree:

two, three berries on the head of the bough,

four, five on its branches bearing fruit”

—the declaration of Yahweh, the God of Israel.

7 In that day, a man will gaze at his Maker,

and his eyes will look to the Holy One of Israel.

8 And he will not gaze at altars,

the work of his hands.

And he will not look at what his fingers have made,

either Asherahs or sun images.

9 In that day, the cities of his strength will be

like the abandoned of the forest and the bough,

which they abandoned from the face of the sons of Israel,

and it will be a desolation.

10 For you have forgotten the God of your salvation,

and you have not remembered the rock of your refuge.

Therefore, you will plant plantings of pleasantness,

and you will sow it, a foreign vine;

11 in the day of your planting, you may make it grow,

and in the morning, you may make your seed blossom,

but the harvest will be a heap in the day of being afflicted

and incurable pain.

12 Woe to the multitude of many peoples!

Like the raging of the seas, they rage.

And to the roar of peoples!

Like the roar of mighty waters, they roar.

13 The peoples roar like the roar of many waters,

but he will rebuke him, and he will flee far away,

and he will be pursued, like chaff of the mountains to the face of the wind,

and like tumbleweed to the face of a whirlwind.

14 At the time of evening, and behold, terror!

Before morning, he is not.

This is the portion of our plunderers

and the lot of our looters.