and as I did to Samaria and its idols
will I not also do to Jerusalem and its idols?”

But when the Lord finishes all His work against Mount Zion and Jerusalem, He will say, “I will punish the king of Assyria for his arrogant acts and the proud look in his eyes.”

For he said:

I have done this by my own strength
and wisdom, for I am clever.
I abolished the borders of nations
and plundered their treasures;
like a mighty warrior, I subjugated the inhabitants.

My hand has reached out, as if into a nest,
to seize the wealth of the nations.
Like one gathering abandoned eggs,
I gathered the whole earth.
No wing fluttered;
no beak opened or chirped.

Does an ax exalt itself
above the one who chops with it?
Does a saw magnify itself
above the one who saws with it?
It would be like a staff waving the one who lifts it!
It would be like a rod lifting a man who isn’t wood!

Israel’s Light will become a fire,
and its Holy One, a flame.
In one day it will burn up Assyria’s thorns and thistles.

Therefore the Lord God of Hosts
will inflict an emaciating disease
on the well-fed of Assyria,
and He will kindle a burning fire
under its glory.

On that day the remnant of Israel and the survivors of the house of Jacob will no longer depend on the one who struck them, but they will faithfully depend on the Lord, the Holy One of Israel.

Israel, even if your people were as numerous
as the sand of the sea,
only a remnant of them will return.
Destruction has been decreed;
justice overflows.

On that day
his burden will fall from your shoulders,
and his yoke from your neck.
The yoke will be broken because of fatness.

He will completely destroy
the glory of its forests and orchards
as a sickness consumes a person.

The remaining trees of its forest
will be so few in number
that a child could count them.

The remnant will return, the remnant of Jacob,
to the Mighty God.

Therefore, the Lord God of Hosts says this: “My people who dwell in Zion, do not fear Assyria, though he strikes you with a rod and raises his staff over you as the Egyptians did.

Cry aloud, daughter of Gallim!
Listen, Laishah!
Anathoth is miserable.

For throughout the land
the Lord God of Hosts
is carrying out a destruction that was decreed.

And the Lord of Hosts will brandish a whip against him as He did when He struck Midian at the rock of Oreb; and He will raise His staff over the sea as He did in Egypt.

to keep the poor from getting a fair trial
and to deprive the afflicted among my people of justice,
so that widows can be their spoil
and they can plunder the fatherless.

Madmenah has fled.
The inhabitants of Gebim have sought refuge.

Assyria has come to Aiath
and has gone through Migron,
storing his equipment at Michmash.

Isn’t Calno like Carchemish?
Isn’t Hamath like Arpad?
Isn’t Samaria like Damascus?

I will send him against a godless nation;
I will command him to go
against a people destined for My rage,
to take spoils, to plunder,
and to trample them down like clay in the streets.

In just a little while My wrath will be spent and My anger will turn to their destruction.”

What will you do on the day of punishment
when devastation comes from far away?
Who will you run to for help?
Where will you leave your wealth?

They crossed over at the ford, saying,
“We will spend the night at Geba.”
The people of Ramah are trembling;
those at Gibeah of Saul have fled.

But this is not what he intends;
this is not what he plans.
It is his intent to destroy
and to cut off many nations.

There will be nothing to do
except crouch among the prisoners
or fall among the slain.
In all this, His anger is not removed,
and His hand is still raised to strike.

For he says,
“Aren’t all my commanders kings?

As my hand seized the idolatrous kingdoms,
whose idols exceeded those of Jerusalem and Samaria,

Woe to Assyria, the rod of My anger—
the staff in their hands is My wrath.

Woe to those enacting crooked statutes
and writing oppressive laws

Look, the Lord God of Hosts
will chop off the branches with terrifying power,
and the tall trees will be cut down,
the high trees felled.

Today he will stand at Nob,
shaking his fist at the mountain of Daughter Zion,
the hill of Jerusalem.

He is clearing the thickets of the forest with an ax,
and Lebanon with its majesty will fall.