Your country - is a desolation, Your cities - are consumed with fire, - Your soil - right before your eyes, foreigners are devouring it, And it is a desolation a very overthrow by foreigners;

If, Yahweh of hosts, had not left us a very small remnant, Like Sodom, had we become, Gomorrah, had we resembled.

Let me sing, I pray you, for a well-beloved of mine, The song of my beloved concerning his vineyard: - A vineyard, had my well-beloved on a very fruitful hill;

Alas! for Assyria, the rod of mine anger, - Yea, the very staff in their hand, is, my displeasure:

For, yet a very little while, and displeasure shall end, Yea, mine anger, over their destruction.

But now, hath Yahweh spoken saying, In three years, - as the years of a hireling, shall the glory of Moab be diminished, with all the great multitude, - even a very small remnant, of no account.

Because thou didst forget the God of thy salvation, And thy Rock of refuge, thou didst not remember, For this cause, shalt thou plant very pleasant plants, And, the slip of a stranger, shalt thou set:

Is it not yet a very little while, And Lebanon shall be turned, into garden land, - And garden land, for a forest, be reckoned?

Alas! for them who are going down to Egypt for help, On horses, would rely, - And have trusted - In chariots - because they are many, and In horsemen, because they are very bold, But have not looked unto the Holy One of Israel, And onto Yahweh, have not sought.

They have drawn back They turn very pale Who have been trusting in a graven image, - Who have been saying to a molten image, Ye, are our gods!

I had been provoked with my people, Had profaned mine inheritance, And given them into thy hand, -- Thou shewedst them no compassion, Upon the elder, madest thou very heavy thy yoke.

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.

Lo! my Servant, prospereth, - He riseth, and is lifted up, and becometh very high:

Then will Yahweh guide thee continually, And will satisfy, even in scorched regions thine own soul, Yea Shy very bones, will he invigorate, - So shall thou become like a garden well - watered, And like a spring of water whose waters do not deceive;

Do not be indignant, O Yahweh so very greatly, Neither perpetually, do thou recall iniquity, - Lo! look around, we pray thee -- thy people, are, we all.

In view of these things, wilt thou restrain thyself. O Yahweh? Wilt thou hold thy peace and humble us so very greatly?