Ah! land [of the] whirring of wings, which [is] beyond the rivers of Cush,

that sends messengers by the sea and in vessels of papyrus on [the] surface of [the] waters! Go, swift messengers, to a {tall} and {smooth} nation, to a people feared {near and far}, a {mighty, mighty} and trampling nation, whose land rivers divide.

All [you] inhabitants of [the] world and dwellers of [the] earth, {when a signal is raised on the} mountains, you must look, and {when a trumpet is blown}, you must listen!

For Yahweh said this to me: "I will be quiet, and I will look from my dwelling place like {clear heat because of light}, like a cloud of dew in [the] heat of harvest."

For before [the] harvest, {when the blossom is complete} and a blossom becomes ripening fruit, and one cuts off the shoots with pruning hooks, and one removes, tears away the tendrils.

They shall {all be left} for birds of prey of [the] mountains and for the animals of the earth. And the birds of prey will pass the summer on it, and every animal of the earth will winter on it.

At that time, a gift will be brought to Yahweh of hosts [from] a {tall} and {smooth} people, and from a people feared near and far, a mighty, mighty and trampling nation, whose land [the] rivers divide, to the place of the name of Yahweh of hosts, the mountain of Zion.