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1 Woe
to you who
destroy, but
you weren’t destroyed,
and who betray,
but nobody betrayed
you!
When you have
finished destroying,
you will be
destroyed;
and when you have
finished betrayal, you
will be betrayed.
2 LORD,
be gracious to
us. We have waited
for you.
Be our strength
every morning,
our salvation
also in the
time of trouble.
3 At
the noise of
the thunder, the
peoples have fled.
When you lift yourself
up, the nations
are scattered.
4 Your
plunder will be gathered as the
caterpillar gathers.
Men will leap on
it as locusts leap.
5 The
LORD is exalted,
for he dwells
on high.
He has filled
Zion with justice
and righteousness.
6 There
will be stability
in your times,
abundance of salvation,
wisdom, and
knowledge.
The fear of
the LORD is
your treasure.
7 Behold, their
valiant ones cry outside;
the ambassadors
of peace weep
bitterly.
8 The
highways are
desolate.
The traveling man
ceases.
The covenant is
broken.
He has despised
the cities.
He doesn’t respect man.
9 The land
mourns and languishes.
Lebanon is
confounded and
withers away.
Sharon is like
a desert, and
Bashan and Carmel
are stripped bare.
10 “Now
I will arise,” says
the LORD.
“Now I will
lift myself up.
Now I will
be exalted.
11 You
will conceive
chaff.
You will give
birth to stubble.
Your breath is
a fire that
will devour you.
12 The
peoples will be
like the burning
of lime,
like thorns that
are cut down
and burned in
the fire.
13 Hear,
you who are
far off, what
I have done;
and, you who
are near,
acknowledge my
might.”
14 The
sinners in Zion
are afraid.
Trembling has seized
the godless ones.
Who among us can
live with
the devouring fire?
Who among us can
live with
everlasting burning?
15 He
who walks
righteously
and speaks blamelessly,
he who despises
the gain of
oppressions,
who gestures with
his hands, refusing
to take a
bribe,
who stops his ears
from hearing of
bloodshed,
and shuts his
eyes from looking
at evil—
16 he
will dwell on
high.
His place
of defense will be
the fortress of
rocks.
His bread will
be supplied.
His waters will
be sure.
17 Your
eyes will see
the king in
his beauty.
They will see
a distant land.
18 Your
heart will
meditate on
the terror.
Where is he who
counted?
Where is he who
weighed?
Where is he who
counted the towers?
19 You
will no longer
see the fierce
people,
a people of
a deep speech that
you can’t comprehend,
with a strange
language that you
can’t understand.
20 Look
at Zion, the
city of our
appointed festivals.
Your eyes will
see Jerusalem, a
quiet habitation,
a tent that won’t
be removed.
Its stakes will
never be plucked
up,
nor will any
of its cords
be broken.
21 But
there the LORD
will be with
us in majesty,
a place of
wide rivers and
streams,
in which no galley
with oars will
go,
neither will
any gallant ship
pass by there.
22 For
the LORD is
our judge.
The LORD is
our lawgiver.
The LORD is
our king.
He will save
us.
23 Your rigging
is untied.
They couldn’t strengthen
the foot of
their mast.
They couldn’t spread
the sail.
Then the prey of
a great plunder was
divided.
The lame took
the prey.
24 The
inhabitant won’t say, “I
am sick.”
The people who
dwell therein will
be forgiven their
iniquity.