On that day Israel will form a triple alliance with Egypt and Assyria—a blessing within the land.

In the year that the chief commander, sent by Sargon king of Assyria, came to Ashdod and attacked and captured it—

And the inhabitants of this coastland will say on that day, ‘Look, this is what has happened to those we relied on and fled to for help to rescue us from the king of Assyria! Now, how will we escape?’”

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.

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.”

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.

When he sees riders—
pairs of horsemen,
riders on donkeys,
riders on camels—
he must pay close attention.”

Then the lookout reported,
“Lord, I stand on the watchtower all day,
and I stay at my post all night.

Look, riders come—
horsemen in pairs.”
And he answered, saying,
“Babylon has fallen, has fallen.
All the images of her gods
have been shattered on the ground.”

An oracle against Dumah:

One calls to me from Seir,
“Watchman, what is left of the night?
Watchman, what is left of the night?”

An oracle against Arabia:

In the desert brush
you will camp for the night,
you caravans of Dedanites.

For the Lord said this to me: “Within one year, as a hired worker counts years, all the glory of Kedar will be gone.

The remaining Kedarite archers will be few in number.” For the Lord, the God of Israel, has spoken.

An oracle against the Valley of Vision:

What’s the matter with you?
Why have all of you gone up to the rooftops?

The noisy city, the jubilant town,
is filled with revelry.
Your dead did not die by the sword;
they were not killed in battle.

For the Lord God of Hosts
had a day of tumult, trampling, and confusion
in the Valley of Vision—
people shouting and crying to the mountains;

He removed the defenses of Judah.

On that day you looked to the weapons in the House of the Forest.

You saw that there were many breaches in the walls of the city of David. You collected water from the lower pool.

You made a reservoir between the walls for the waters of the ancient pool, but you did not look to the One who made it, or consider the One who created it long ago.

On that day the Lord God of Hosts
called for weeping, for wailing, for shaven heads,
and for the wearing of sackcloth.

But look: joy and gladness,
butchering of cattle, slaughtering of sheep,
eating of meat, and drinking of wine—
“Let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we die!”

The Lord of Hosts has directly revealed to me:
“This sin of yours will never be wiped out.”
The Lord God of Hosts has spoken.

The Lord God of Hosts said: “Go to Shebna, that steward who is in charge of the palace, and say to him:

What are you doing here? Who authorized you to carve out a tomb for yourself here, carving your tomb on the height and cutting a crypt for yourself out of rock?

“On that day I will call for my servant, Eliakim son of Hilkiah.

I will place the key of the House of David on his shoulder; what he opens, no one can close; what he closes, no one can open.

They will hang on him the whole burden of his father’s house: the descendants and the offshoots—all the small vessels, from bowls to every kind of jar.

On that day”—the declaration of the Lord of Hosts—“the peg that was driven into a firm place will give way, be cut off, and fall, and the load on it will be destroyed.” Indeed, the Lord has spoken.

An oracle against Tyre:

Wail, ships of Tarshish,
for your haven has been destroyed.
Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.

on many waters.
Tyre’s revenue was the grain from Shihor—
the harvest of the Nile.
She was the merchant among the nations.

Be ashamed Sidon, the stronghold of the sea,
for the sea has spoken:
“I have not been in labor or given birth.
I have not raised young men
or brought up young women.”

When the news reaches Egypt,
they will be in anguish over the news about Tyre.

Is this your jubilant city,
whose origin was in ancient times,
whose feet have taken her
to settle far away?

On that day Tyre will be forgotten for 70 years—the life span of one king. At the end of 70 years, what the song says about the prostitute will happen to Tyre:

And at the end of the 70 years, the Lord will restore Tyre and she will go back into business, prostituting herself with all the kingdoms of the world on the face of the earth.

But her profits and wages will be dedicated to the Lord. They will not be stored or saved, for her profit will go to those who live in the Lord’s presence, to provide them with ample food and sacred clothing.

The new wine mourns;
the vine withers.
All the carousers now groan.

They no longer sing and drink wine;
beer is bitter to those who drink it.

In the streets they cry for wine.
All joy grows dark;
earth’s rejoicing goes into exile.

Only desolation remains in the city;
its gate has collapsed in ruins.

For this is how it will be on earth
among the nations:
like a harvested olive tree,
like a gleaning after a grape harvest.

They raise their voices, they sing out;
they proclaim in the west
the majesty of the Lord.

Therefore, in the east honor the Lord!
In the islands of the west
honor the name of Yahweh,
the God of Israel.

From the ends of the earth we hear songs:
The Splendor of the Righteous One.

But I said, “I waste away! I waste away!
Woe is me.”
The treacherous act treacherously;
the treacherous deal very treacherously.

Panic, pit, and trap await you
who dwell on the earth.

Whoever flees at the sound of panic
will fall into a pit,
and whoever escapes from the pit
will be caught in a trap.
For the windows are opened from heaven,
and the foundations of the earth are shaken.

On that day the Lord will punish
the host of heaven above
and kings of the earth below.

They will be gathered together
like prisoners in a pit.
They will be confined to a dungeon;
after many days they will be punished.

The moon will be put to shame
and the sun disgraced,
because the Lord of Hosts will reign as king
on Mount Zion in Jerusalem,
and He will display His glory
in the presence of His elders.

For You have been a stronghold for the poor,
a stronghold for the needy person in his distress,
a refuge from the rain, a shade from the heat.
When the breath of the violent
is like rain against a wall,

like heat in a dry land,
You subdue the uproar of barbarians.
As the shade of a cloud cools the heat of the day,
so He silences the song of the violent.

The Lord of Hosts will prepare a feast
for all the peoples on this mountain—
a feast of aged wine, choice meat, finely aged wine.

On this mountain
He will destroy the burial shroud,
the shroud over all the peoples,
the sheet covering all the nations;

On that day it will be said,
“Look, this is our God;
we have waited for Him, and He has saved us.
This is the Lord; we have waited for Him.
Let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation.”

For the Lord’s power will rest on this mountain.

But Moab will be trampled in his place
as straw is trampled in a dung pile.

He will spread out his arms in the middle of it,
as a swimmer spreads out his arms to swim.
His pride will be brought low,
along with the trickery of his hands.

On that day this song will be sung in the land of Judah:

We have a strong city.
Salvation is established as walls and ramparts.

Open the gates
so a righteous nation can come in—
one that remains faithful.

You will keep the mind that is dependent on You
in perfect peace,
for it is trusting in You.

Trust in the Lord forever,
because in Yah, the Lord, is an everlasting rock!

For He has humbled those who live in lofty places—
an inaccessible city.
He brings it down; He brings it down to the ground;
He throws it to the dust.

Yes, Yahweh, we wait for You
in the path of Your judgments.
Our desire is for Your name and renown.

I long for You in the night;
yes, my spirit within me diligently seeks You,
for when Your judgments are in the land,
the inhabitants of the world will learn righteousness.

But if the wicked man is shown favor,
he does not learn righteousness.
In a righteous land he acts unjustly
and does not see the majesty of the Lord.

Lord, they went to You in their distress;
they poured out whispered prayers
because Your discipline fell on them.

As a pregnant woman about to give birth
writhes and cries out in her pains,
so we were before You, Lord.

We became pregnant, we writhed in pain;
we gave birth to wind.
We have won no victories on earth,
and the earth’s inhabitants have not fallen.

Your dead will live; their bodies will rise.
Awake and sing, you who dwell in the dust!
For you will be covered with the morning dew,
and the earth will bring out the departed spirits.

For look, the Lord is coming from His place
to punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity.
The earth will reveal the blood shed on it
and will no longer conceal her slain.

On that day the Lord with His harsh, great, and strong sword, will bring judgment on Leviathan, the fleeing serpent—Leviathan, the twisting serpent. He will slay the monster that is in the sea.

On that day
sing about a desirable vineyard:

I, Yahweh, watch over it;
I water it regularly.
I guard it night and day
so that no one disturbs it.

In days to come, Jacob will take root.
Israel will blossom and bloom
and fill the whole world with fruit.

Did the Lord strike Israel
as He struck the one who struck Israel?
Was he killed like those killed by Him?

You disputed with her
by banishing and driving her away.
He removed her with His severe storm
on the day of the east wind.

Therefore Jacob’s iniquity will be purged in this way,
and the result of the removal of his sin will be this:
when he makes all the altar stones
like crushed bits of chalk,
no Asherah poles or incense altars will remain standing.

When its branches dry out, they will be broken off.
Women will come and make fires with them,
for they are not a people with understanding.
Therefore their Maker will not have compassion on them,
and their Creator will not be gracious to them.

On that day
the Lord will thresh grain from the Euphrates River
as far as the Wadi of Egypt,
and you Israelites will be gathered one by one.

On that day
a great trumpet will be blown,
and those lost in the land of Assyria will come,
as well as those dispersed in the land of Egypt;
and they will worship the Lord
at Jerusalem on the holy mountain.

Woe to the majestic crown of Ephraim’s drunkards,
and to the fading flower of its beautiful splendor,
which is on the summit above the rich valley.
Woe to those overcome with wine.

Look, the Lord has a strong and mighty one—
like a devastating hail storm,
like a storm with strong flooding waters.
He will bring it across the land with His hand.

The fading flower of his beautiful splendor,
which is on the summit above the rich valley,
will be like a ripe fig before the summer harvest.
Whoever sees it will swallow it
while it is still in his hand.

On that day
the Lord of Hosts will become a crown of beauty
and a diadem of splendor
to the remnant of His people,

a spirit of justice
to the one who sits in judgment,
and strength
to those who turn back the battle at the gate.

These also stagger because of wine
and stumble under the influence of beer:
priest and prophet stagger because of beer,
they are confused by wine.
They stumble because of beer,
they are muddled in their visions,
they stumble in their judgments.

So He will speak to this people
with stammering speech
and in a foreign language.

Therefore hear the word of the Lord, you mockers
who rule this people in Jerusalem.

For you said, “We have cut a deal with Death,
and we have made an agreement with Sheol;
when the overwhelming scourge passes through,
it will not touch us,
because we have made falsehood our refuge
and have hidden behind treachery.”

Therefore the Lord God said:
“Look, I have laid a stone in Zion,
a tested stone,
a precious cornerstone, a sure foundation;
the one who believes will be unshakable.

Your deal with Death will be dissolved,
and your agreement with Sheol will not last.
When the overwhelming scourge passes through,
you will be trampled.

Indeed, the bed is too short to stretch out on,
and its cover too small to wrap up in.

For the Lord will rise up as He did at Mount Perazim.
He will rise in wrath, as at the Valley of Gibeon,
to do His work, His strange work,
and to perform His task, His disturbing task.

When he has leveled its surface,
does he not then scatter black cumin and sow cumin?
He plants wheat in rows and barley in plots,
with spelt as their border.

I will oppress Ariel,
and there will be mourning and crying,
and she will be to Me like an Ariel.

I will camp in a circle around you;
I will besiege you with earth ramps,
and I will set up my siege towers against you.

You will be brought down;
you will speak from the ground,
and your words will come from low in the dust.
Your voice will be like that of a spirit from the ground;
your speech will whisper from the dust.

Your many foes will be like fine dust,
and many of the ruthless, like blowing chaff.
Then suddenly, in an instant,

All the many nations
going out to battle against Ariel—
all the attackers, the siege works against her,
and those who oppress her—
will then be like a dream, a vision in the night.

It will be like a hungry one who dreams he is eating,
then wakes and is still hungry;
and like a thirsty one who dreams he is drinking,
then wakes and is still thirsty, longing for water.
So it will be for all the many nations
who go to battle against Mount Zion.

Stop and be astonished;
blind yourselves and be blind!
They are drunk, but not with wine;
they stagger, but not with beer.