Why should ye be smitten any more? Ye would again turn aside! The whole head is sick, And the whole heart faint:

And he will judge between the nations, And be umpire to many peoples, - And they will beat their swords into ploughshares and their spears into pruning-hooks, Nation - against nation, shall not lift up sword, Neither shall they learn any more to make war,

For, though the head of Syria is Damascus, And, the head of Damascus, is Rezin, Yet within threescore and five years more, shall Ephraim be broken that it shall not be a people;

And it shall come to pass in that day, That the remnant of Israel. And the escaped of the house of Jacob Shall, no more again, lean upon him that smote them, - But shall lean upon Yahweh the Holy One of Israel, in truth.

I will cause, a man, to be more precious than fine gold, - Even a son of earth than, the finest gold of Ophir.

Therefore hath he said, - No more, again, do thou exult, Thou violated virgin daughter of Zidon, - To Cyprus, arise and pass over, Even there, shall one find thee no rest.

For the tyrant, hath vanished, And the scoffer, is no more, Yea cut off are all who watch for iniquity: -

Though My Lord, should give you bread in short measure and water in scant allowance Yet will thy Teacher not hide himself any more, But thine eyes shall ever be looking on thy Teacher.

Down - and sit in the dust, O virgin Daughter of Babylon, Sit on the ground - throneless, Daughter of the Chaldeans; For thou shalt no more be called Tender and Dainty.

Sit silent, and get into darkness, Daughter of the Chaldeans! For thou shalt no more be called Mistress of Kingdoms.

Thus, saith Thy Lord, Yahweh, Even thy God who pleadeth the cause of his people: - Lo! I have taken, out of thy hand, the cup of confusion, - As for the goblet-cup of mine indignation, Thou shalt not again drink it, any more;

Awake, awake, Put on thy strength, O Zion, - Fur on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem - thou holy city, For there shah not again come into thee any more the uncircumcised and unclean.

The more that Many, were amazed at thee, So marred, beyond any man's, was his appearance, - And his form, beyond the sons of men,

The more doth he startle Many nations, Before him, have kings closed their mouth, - For, that which had not been related to them, have they seen, And that which they had not heard, haw they diligently considered.

Shout in triumph, O barren one, Who hadst not borne, - Break forth into shouts of triumph - and trill thy voice, Who hadst not travailed in birth, For, more, are the children of the Desolate Than the children of Her who had the husband, Saith Yahweh.

Do not fear for thou shalt not turn pale, Neither feel disgraced for thou shalt not be put to the blush, - For, the shame of thy youth, shalt thou forget, And the reproach of thy widowhood, shalt thou remember no more;

Violence, shall no more be heard, in thy land, Wasting nor destruction within thy boundaries, - But thou shalt call Thy walls, Victory, and Thy gates, Praise.

Thou shalt no more have the sun, for light by day, neither for brightness, shall the moon, give light unto thee, - But Yahweh shall become thine age-abiding light, And thy God thine adorning:

No more shall go in, thy sun, Nor thy moon, withdraw itself, - For, Yahweh, will become to thee an age-abiding light, So shall be ended the days of thy mourning.

Sworn hath Yahweh - By his own right hand, and By his own strong arm, - Surely I will give thy corn no more, as food to thine enemies, Nor shall the sons of the foreigner drink thy new wine, for which thou hast toiled;

Therefore will I Exult in Jerusalem, and Joy in my People, - And there shall be heard in her, no more The sound of weeping, or the sound of a cry:

There shall be thenceforward, no more, A suckling of a few days, or an elder Who filleth not up his days, - But, a youth a hundred years old, may die, Yea a sinner a hundred years old, shall he accursed,