And upon every high tower, - And upon every fortress wall;

And he thoroughly digged it, And gathered out the stones thereof, And planted it with a precious vine, And built a tower in the midst thereof, Moreover also a wine-press, hewed he therein, - Then waited he that it should bring forth grapes. And it brought forth wild grapes:

Alas! for them Who draw on themselves punishment with cords of falsehood, - And as with waggon-bands, penalty:

Who say - Let his work quicken - let it hasten, That we may see, - And let the purpose of Israel's Holy One, draw near and come. That we may know!

Behold! the Lord, Yahweh of hosts, is about to lop off a tree-crown, with a crash, - Then shall, they who are lifted on high, be hewn down, And, the lofty, be laid low;

Therefore shall ye draw water, with rejoicing, - out of the fountains of salvation.

We have heard of the arrogance of Moab, Proud exceedingly! His haughtiness and his arrogance and his passion, Not true, are his boastings.

Yet shall there be left therein, a gleaning. As in the beating of an olive-tree, - Two-three berries in the head of the tree-top, - Four - five, among her fruitful boughs, Declareth Yahweh God of Israel.

At that time, spake Yahweh, through Isaiah son of Amoz, saying, Go, and loose the sackcloth from off thy loins, And thy sandal, draw thou off from thy foot, - And he did so, walking disrobed and barefoot.

Thus will I thrust thee out from thine office, - And from thy station, shall one tear thee down.

The oracle on Tyre, - Howl! ye ships of Tarshish, For it is laid too waste to be a haven to enter, From the land of Cyprus, hath it been unveiled to them.

Like the report of Egypt, They shall be in pangs at the like report of Tyre.

Who hath purposed this, against Tyre, The bestower of crowns, - Whose merchants are princes, Her traders the honourable of the earth?

So shall it be in that day, That Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, According to the days of a certain king: At the end of seventy years, shall it befall Tyre according to the song of the harlot:

So shall it be, at the end of seventy years, That Yahweh will visit Tyre, And she will return to her hire, - Yea she will play the harlot - with all the kingdoms of the earth, upon the face of the ground.

When, thus, it shall be in the earth in the midst of the peoples, There shall be like the shaking of an olive-tree, like the going round to pick when closed is the harvest.

For their princes have been, in Zoan, - And, their messengers unto Hanes, would draw near.

For the palace, is abandoned, the tumult of the city, hath ceased - Hill and watch-tower, serve as caves, unto times age-abiding, The joy of wild-asses, The pasture of flocks: -

Then shall be dissolved all the host of the heavens, And the heavens shall roll up as a scroll, - Yea, all their host, shall fade - Like the fading and falling of a leaf from a vine, and Like what fadeth and falleth from a fig-tree.

Do not hearken unto Hezekiah, - for, thus, saith the king of Assyria, Deal with me thankfully, and come out unto me, Then shall ye eat, Every one of his own vine and Every one of his own fig-tree, And drink every one the Waters of his own cistern:

The needy offerer, of a tree that will not rot, maketh choice, - A skilled artificer, seeketh he out for himself to construct an image that shall not totter,

Be silent and hearken unto me, O ye Coastlands, lands, And let the Races of Men renew their strength, - Let them approach, then, let them speak, Together, for controversy, let us draw near: -

I will set in the desert! Cedar, acacia, and myrtle, and oil-tree, - I will place, in the waste plain, Cypress, holm-oak, and sherbin-cedar, together

When one was cutting him down cedars, Then took he a holm-tree and an oak, And secured them for himself, among the trees of the forest, - He planted a fir-tree and the pouring rain made it grow;

Shout in triumph ye heavens for Yahweh, hath effectually wrought. Shout, O ye underparts of the earth, Ring out, Ye mountains, into cries of triumph, Thou forest, and every tree therein, - For, Yahweh, hath redeemed, Jacob, And in Israel, will he get himself glory.

Assemble yourselves and come Draw near together, ye escaped of the nations, - They know not Who carry the wood of their carved image, And pray unto a GOD who cannot save.

Draw ye near unto me - hear ye this, Not in advance in secret, have I spoken, From the very time it cometh into being, there, am I, - And, now, My Lord Yahweh hath sent me and his spirit.

At hand, is one who can justify me. Who will contend with me? let, us stand forth together, - Who can accuse me? let him draw near to me!

Instead of the thorn-bush, shall come up the fir-tree, And instead of the nettle, shall come up the myrtle-tree, - So shall it become unto Yahweh, a Name, A Sign age-abiding, which shall not be cut off.

And let not the son of the foreigner, who hath joined himself unto Yahweh, speak, saying, Yahweh, will separate, me from his people, Neither let the eunuch, say, Lo! I, am a tree dried up!

But, ye, -- draw near hither, Ye sons of divination, - Ye seed of an adulterer when your mother committed unchastity!

Who inflame yourselves With the terebinths, Under every green tree - Slaying the children, In the torrent-valleys, Under the clefts of the crags:

And behind the door arid the post, hast thou set thy symbol, For, with another than me, hast thou uncovered thyself and gone up - Hast widened thy couch, And hast solemnised for thyself a covenant from them, Thou hast loved their couch a sign, hast thou seen;

Is not, this, the fast that I must ever choose - To unbind the tight cords of lawlessness, To unloose the bands of the yoke, - and To let the crushed go free, and That every yoke, ye tear off?

The glory of Lebanon, unto thee, shall come, The fir-tree the holm-oak, and the sherbin-cedar, together, To adorn the place of my sanctuary, And the place of my feet, will I make glorious.

Who say - Draw near by thyself, Do not approach with me, For I am holier than thou! These, are A smoke in my nostrils, A fire, burning all the day.

They shall not build, and another, dwell, They shall not plant, and, another, eat, - For as the days of a tree, shall be the days of ray people, And, the work of their own hands, shall my chosen ones, use to the full:

That ye may draw to satisfaction out of the fountain a of her consolations, - That ye may drain out and get exquisite delight from the abundance of her glory.

For, thus, saith Yahweh, - Behold me! extending unto her like a river, prosperity, And as a torrent o'erflowing, the glory of the nations. That ye may draw it forth - Upon the side, shall ye be carried, and Upon the knees, shall ye be caressed:

Then will I set among them, a sign, And will send, of them such as have escaped unto the nations - Tarshish Pul and Lud that draw the bow, Tubal and Javan, - The Coastlands that are afar off, Who have not heard my fame Nor seen my glory, And they shall tell my glory throughout the nations.