A Judgment on Babylon
1 An oracle against the desert by the sea: Like storms that pass over the Negev, it comes from the desert, from the land of terror. 2 A troubling vision is declared to me: "The treacherous one acts treacherously, and the destroyer destroys. Advance, Elam! Lay siege, you Medes! I will put an end to all her groaning."
3 Therefore I am filled with anguish. Pain grips me, like the pain of a woman in labor. I am too perplexed to hear, too dismayed to see. 4 My heart staggers; horror terrifies me. He has turned my last glimmer of hope into sheer terror. 5 Prepare a table, and spread out a carpet! Eat and drink! Rise up, you princes, and oil the shields!
6 For the Lord has said to me, "Go, post a lookout; let him report what he sees. 7 When he sees riders- pairs of horsemen, riders on donkeys, riders on camels- pay close attention." 8 Then the lookout reported, "Lord, I stand on the watchtower all day, and I stay at my post all night. 9 Look, riders come- horsemen in pairs." And he answered, saying, "Babylon has fallen, has fallen. All the idols of her gods have been shattered on the ground."
10 My downtrodden and threshed people, I have declared to you what I have heard from the Lord of Hosts, the God of Israel.
An Oracle against Dumah
11 An oracle against Dumah: One calls to me from Seir, "Watchman, what is [left] of the night? Watchman, what is [left] of the night?" 12 The watchman said, "Morning has come, and also night. If you want to ask, ask! Come back again."
An Oracle against Arabia
13 An oracle against Arabia: You will camp for the night in the scrublands of the desert, you caravans of Dedanites. 14 Bring water for the thirsty. The inhabitants of the land of Tema meet the refugees with food. 15 For they have fled from swords, from the drawn sword, and from the bent bow, from the stress of battle.