Wash you make you clean, Put away the wickedness of your doings from before mine eyes, - Cease to do evil.

How hath she become unchaste! - The city that was Faithful, - Full of justice, Righteousness lodged in her, But, now, murderers!

When My Lord shall have bathed away the filth of the daughters of Zion, And the blood-guiltiness of Jerusalem, he shall wash away out of her midst, - By the spirit of judgment, and By the spirit of thorough cleansing,

And the foundations of the porch, were moved at the voice of him that cried, - and the house, was filled with smoke.

And it was told the house of David, saying, Syria hath settled down upon Ephraim. Then shook his heart, and the heart of his people, as the trees of a forest shake before a wind.

And my hand hath found as a nest the wealth of the peoples, And as the gathering of eggs that are forsaken, all the earth, have, I, gathered, - And there was none to flap a wing, or open a mouth or chirp.

So shall there be a highway for the remnant of his people who shall be left out of Assyria, - Like as it was to Israel, in the day that he came up out of the land of Egypt!

Yea the pine-trees, make mirth at thee, Cedars of Lebanon, Since thou wast laid low, No feller hath come up against us!

The oracle on Moab: Because, in a night, was laid waste Ar of Moab - destroyed! Because, in a night, was laid waste Kir of Moab - destroyed,

When lo! here was a train of men coming. With horsemen in double rank, - And one began and said, Fallen! fallen! is Babylon, And all the images of her gods, are smashed to the ground!

In that day, - Declareth Yahweh of hosts Shall the peg, give way, that was fastened in a sure place, - Yea it shall be cut off and fall And the burden that was upon it shall perish, For, Yahweh, hath spoken!

Yea on mighty waters, was the grain of Shihor, The harvest of the Nile, was her increase, - And so she became a mart of nations.

Lo! the land of the Chaldeans, This is the people that was not, Assyria, founded it for the inhabitants of the desert, - They set up its siege-towers, They demolished its palaces Made it a ruin!

For thou didst become A refuge to the weak. A refuge to the needy, when distress was upon him, - A shelter from the storm. A shade from the heat, When the blast of tyrants was like a storm against a wall.

Surely in the path of thy regulations, O Yahweh, we waited for thee, - Unto thy Name and unto thy Memorial, was there a longing of soul:

O Yahweh! in distress, they sought thee, - They poured out a whispered prayer, when thy chastening was upon them.

Was it, with the smiting of his smiter, that he smote him? Or as with the slaying of his slayer, was he slain?

Who bring a man into condemnation with a rumour, And for him that decideth in the gate, lay a snare, - And have driven away, for a thing of nought, one who was righteous.

And there went out to him - Eliakim son of Hilkiah who was over the household, - and Shebna, the scribe, and Joah son of Asaph the recorder.

But they held their peace, and answered him not a word, - for the command of the king, it was, saying, - Ye must not answer him.

Then came in - Eliakim son of Hilkiah who was over the household, and Shebna the scribe, and Joah son of Asaph, the recorder, unto Hezekiah, with rent clothes, - and they told him the words of Rabshakeh.

and sent Eliakim who was over the household and Shebna the scribe and the elders of the priests, covered with sackcloth, - unto Isaiah the prophet, Son of Amoz;

And it came to pass, as he was bowing down in the house of Nisroch his god, that, Adrammelech and Sharezer his sons, smote him with the sword, howbeit, they, escaped into the land of Ararat, - and, Esarhaddon his son, reigned, in his stead.

In those days, was Hezekiah sick, unto death, - and Isaiah the prophet son of Amoz came in unto him, and said unto him - Thus, saith Yahweh, Set in order thy house, for, about to die thou art and shalt not recover.

Yahweh, was willing to save me, - Therefore, on my stringed instruments, will we play - All the days of our life By the house of Yahweh.

And Hezekiah, rejoiced over them, and showed them his house of precious things - the silver and the gold and the spices and the precious ointment and all his armoury - and all that was found among his treasures, - there was nothing, which Hezekiah, did not show them - in his house or in all his dominion.

Thus will I lead the blind, by a way they know not, In paths they know not, will I guide them, - I will make the place that was dark before them to be, light. And crooked ways, to be, straight, These things, have I done unto them, And have not forsaken them.

Who gave, as a booty, Jacob. And, Israel, to them who were ready to take prey? Was it not Yahweh I? He against whom we have sinned, And they were not willing, in his ways, to walk, Neither hearkened they to his instruction?

Ye, are my witnesses Declareth Yahweh, And my Servant, whom I have chosen, - That ye may take note - and believe me, And perceive that, I, am He, Before me, was not formed a GOD, Nor after me, shall one come into being:

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;

Tell ye - and bring near, Yea let them take counsel, together, - Who let this be known aforetime. In time past, declared it? Was it not, I - Yahweh? And there is none else that is God besides me, A GOD, righteous and ready to save, There is none, besides me!

Because I knew that - Obstinate, thou wast, - And, a sinew of iron, was thy neck, And thy brow, brazen,

Nay! thou hadst not heard, Nay! thou hadst not known, Nay! in time past, thine ear, was not opened, - For I knew that thou, wouldst be treacherous, Yea a transgressor from birth, hast thou been called.

Surely, mine own hand, founded the earth, And, my right hand, stretched out the heavens, - While I was calling unto them, they stood forth, at once

The children of whom thou wast bereaved shall yet say in thine ears, - Too strait for me, is the place Make room for me that I may settle down.

Then shalt thou say in thy heart, - Who hath borne me, these, Seeing, I, have been bereaved and unfruitful, a captive and banished, These, therefore, who hath brought them up? Lo! I, was left, alone, These, where were they.

Wherefore, When I came in, was there no one? When I called, was there none to answer? Is mine own hand, really shortened, that it cannot redeem? Or is there not, in me, strength to deliver? Lo! by my rebuke, I dry up the sea I make rivers a desert, Their fish Stinketh, for want of water, Yea dieth, for thirst:

My Lord, Yahweh, opened mine ear, And, I, was not rebellious, - Away, turned I not:

Because, My Lord, Yahweh, would help me, Therefore was I not deterred by insult, - Therefore did I set my face like flint, And I knew that I should not be put to shame.

Look well unto Abraham your father, And unto Sarah who gave you birth, - For he was, alone, when called I him, And, I blessed him that I might make him, many.

That thou hast forgotten Yahweh thy maker, Who stretched out the heavens And founded the earth? That thou hast dreaded continually, all the day, by reason of the fury of the oppressor, in that he was ready to destroy? Where then is the fury of the oppressor?

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,

Who believed what we have heard? And, the arm of Yahweh, to whom was it revealed?

When he came up as a sapling before him. And as a root-sprout out of dry ground, He had neither beauty nor majesty, - When we beheld him, there was nothing to behold, that we should desire him;

Despised was he, and forsaken of men, Man of pains and familiar with sickness, - Yea, like one from whom the face is hidden, Despised, and we esteemed him not.

Yet, he, was pierced for transgressions that were ours, was crushed for iniquities that were ours, - the chastisement for our well-being, was upon him, And by his stripes, there is healing for us.

By constraint and by sentence, was he taken away, And of his age, who considered That he was cut off out of the land of the living, For my peoples transgression, did the stroke fall on him?

And, appointed with lawless men, was his grave, And with the wicked, his tomb, - Though no violence, had he done, Nor was guile in his mouth.

For, like a wife forsaken and grieved in spirit, hath Yahweh caned thee, - Even the wife of youthful days, in that thou wast rejected saith thy God.

With the length of thy journey, thou wast wearied, Thou didst not say, Hopeless! The reviving of thy power, thou didst find, For this cause, hast thou not become sick.

Because of his iniquitous gain, was I wroth - and smote him Hiding myself that I might be wroth, - But he went on turning aside in the way of his own heart.

And the truth hath been found missing, And he that hath turned away from wrong is liable to be despoiled, And when, Yahweh, looked, Then was it grievous in his eyes that there was no justice:

When he saw that there was no mighty man, Then was he astonished that there was none to interpose, - So his own arm brought him salvation, And his own righteousness, the same, upheld him;

A winepress, have I trodden, alone, And of the peoples, there was no man with me. So I trod them down in mine anger, And trampled upon then, in mine indignation, - And their life-blood besprinkled my garments, And all mine apparel, I defiled;

For, a day of avenging, was in my heart, And the year of my redeemed, had come.

Therefore looked I around, and there was none to help, - And I was astonished that there was none to uphold, - So, mine own arm brought me salvation, And mine indignation, the same upheld me;

In all their affliction, he, was afflicted And the messenger of his presence saved them, In his love and in his pity, he, redeemed them, - And then lifted them up and carried them all the days of the age-past time.

Although from age-past times It was never heard, It was not perceived by the ear, - Neither did, the eye, ever see - That, a god besides thee, could work for the man who waited for him,

Yet didst thou meet Him who was rejoicing and working righteousness, Even them who in thy ways, remembered thee, - Lo! thou, hast been vexed, And truly we had sinned, Among them, was the prospect of an age to come , That we might be saved.

And there was none To call upon thy Name, To rouse himself to lay firm hold on thee, - For thou hadst hidden thy face from us, And hadst made us despond, by means of our iniquity.

Therefore will I destine you to the sword, And, ye all, to the slaughter, shall bow down. Because I called and ye answered not, I spake, and ye hearkened not, - But did that which was wicked in mine eyes, And o that wherein I delighted not, ye made choice,

I, also, will choose the things that vex them. And the things they dread, will I bring upon them, Because - I called and there was none to answer, I spake, and they hearkened not, - But did that which was wicked in mine eyes, And of that wherein I delighted not, made choice.