Isaiah

¹ The oracle concerning Damascus.“Behold, Damascus is about to be removed from being a city And will become a fallen ruin.

² They will be for flocks, and they will lie down in them; And there will be no one to cause them to tremble.

³ And sovereignty from Damascus And the remnant of Aram; They will be like the glory of the sons of Israel,” Declares Yahweh of hosts.

⁴ And the fatness of his flesh will become lean.

⁵ As his arm harvests the ears of grain, Or it will be like one gleaning ears of grain In the valley of Rephaim.

⁶ Two or three olives on the topmost branch, Four or five on the twigs of a fruitful tree, Declares Yahweh, the God of Israel.

⁷ And his eyes will look to the Holy One of Israel.

⁸ Nor will he look to that which his fingers have made, Even the Asherim and incense stands.

⁹ Or like branches which they forsook before the sons of Israel; And the land will be a desolation.

¹⁰ And have not remembered the rock of your strong defense. Therefore you plant delightful plants And set them with vine branches of a strange god.

¹¹ And in the morning you cause your seed to flourish; But the harvest will be a heap In a day of sickliness and incurable pain.

¹² Who roar like the roaring of the seas, And the rumbling of nations Who rumble on like the rumbling of mighty waters!

¹³ But He will rebuke them, and they will flee far away, And be pursued like chaff in the mountains before the wind, Or like whirling dust before a whirlwind.

¹⁴ Before morning they are no more. Such will be the portion of those who pillage us And the lot of those who plunder us.