Isaiah 33:1–13

¹Woe, spoiler! and thou not spoiled, And treacherous! and they dealt not treacherously with thee, When thou dost finish, O spoiler, thou art spoiled, When thou dost finish dealing treacherously, They deal treacherously with thee. ²O Jehovah, favour us, for thee we have waited, Be their arm, in the mornings, Yea, our salvation in time of adversity. ³From the voice of a multitude fled have peoples, From thine exaltation scattered have been nations. ⁴And gathered hath been your spoil, A gathering of the caterpillar, As a running to and fro of locusts is he running on it. ⁵Set on high is Jehovah, for He is dwelling on high, He filled Zion with judgment and righteousness, ⁶And hath been the stedfastness of thy times, The strength of salvation, wisdom, and knowledge, Fear of Jehovah—it is His treasure. ⁷Lo, ‘Their Ariel,’ they have cried without, Messengers of peace do weep bitterly. ⁸Desolated have been highways, Ceased hath he who passeth along the path, He hath broken covenant, He hath despised enemies, He hath not esteemed a man. ⁹Mourned, languished hath the land, Confounded hath been Lebanon, Withered hath been Sharon as a wilderness, And shaking are Bashan and Carmel. ¹⁰Now, do I arise, saith Jehovah, Now I am exalted, now I am lifted up. ¹¹Ye conceive chaff, ye bear stubble, Your spirit!—fire devoureth you. ¹²And peoples have been as burnings of lime, Thorns, as sweepings, with fire they burn.

¹³Hear, ye far off, that which I have done, And know, ye near ones, My might.