Isaiah

¹ Alas, O land of whirring wings Which lies beyond the rivers of Ethiopia,

² Even in papyrus vessels on the surface of the waters. Go, swift messengers, to a nation tall and smooth, To a people feared far and wide, A powerful and oppressive nation Whose land the rivers divide.

³ As soon as a standard is raised on the mountains, you will see it, And as soon as the trumpet is blown, you will hear it.

⁴ Like dazzling heat in the sunshine, Like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.”

⁵ And the flower becomes a ripening grape, Then He will cut off the sprigs with pruning knives And remove and cut away the spreading branches.

⁶ And for the beasts of the earth; And the birds of prey will spend the summer feeding on them, And all the beasts of the earth will spend harvest time on them.

⁷ From a people tall and smooth, Even from a people feared far and wide, A powerful and oppressive nation, Whose land the rivers divide— To the place of the name of Yahweh of hosts, even Mount Zion.