Thematic Bible: Of God's judgment
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But, for himself, hath he made ready the weapons so deadly, His arrows, he, so fiery, would make:
For thou wilt cause them to turn their back, Upon thy bow-strings, wilt thou make ready against their face.
In that I have sent the malignant arrows of famine among them which were for destruction, which I will send to destroy you, - and famine, will I increase upon you, and will break for you the staff of bread.
I will heap on them, calamities, - Mine arrows, will I spend upon them: The meltings of hunger, The devourings of fever, And the dangerous pestilence, - And, the tooth of beasts, will I send among them, With the poison of crawlers of the dust: Without, shall the sword bereave, In the inmost recesses, terror, - To both young man and virgin, Suckling, with man of grey hairs. read more.
I said, I would puff them away, I would destroy from mortals, their memory; Were it not that the taunt of the foe, I feared, Lest their adversaries should mistake, - Lest they should say - Our own hand, is exalted, It is not Yahweh, therefore who hath wrought all this! For a nation of vanished sagacity, they are, - And there is in them no understanding. If they had been wise, they would have understood this, - They would have given heed to their here-after! Oh! how would one, have chased, a thousand! And, two, put, ten thousand to flight, - Were it not that their Rock had sold them, And, Yahweh, had abandoned them; For, not like our Rock, is their rock, Our enemies themselves, being judges; For of the vine of Sodom, is their vine, And of the vineyards of Gomorrah, - Their grapes, are grapes of gall, Clusters of bitter things, are theirs: The poison of large serpents, is their wine, - Yea the fierce venom of asps. Is not, that, stored up with me, - Sealed up amongst my treasures; Unto the days of vengeance and requital: Unto the time their foot shall totter? For, near, is the day of their fate, And their destiny speedeth on. For Yahweh will vindicate his people, And upon his servants, will have compassion, - When he seeth that strength is exhausted, And there is no one shut up or at large, Then will he say, Where are their gods, The rock in whom they have trusted; Who used to eat the fat of their sacrifices, To drink the wine of their libations? Let them rise up and help you, Let them be over you for a coveting! See, now, that, I, I, am, he that is, And there are no gods with me, - I, kill - and make alive, I wound and, I, heal, And there is none who, from my hand, can deliver, For I lift up unto the heavens my hand, - And say, Living am, I, unto times age-abiding: If I whet my flashing sword, And my hand take bold on justice, I will return vengeance unto mine adversaries, And them who hate me, will I requite: I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, And, my sword, shall devour flesh, - With the blood of the slain and the captive, With the flesh of the chief leader of the foe.
I said, I would puff them away, I would destroy from mortals, their memory; Were it not that the taunt of the foe, I feared, Lest their adversaries should mistake, - Lest they should say - Our own hand, is exalted, It is not Yahweh, therefore who hath wrought all this! For a nation of vanished sagacity, they are, - And there is in them no understanding. If they had been wise, they would have understood this, - They would have given heed to their here-after! Oh! how would one, have chased, a thousand! And, two, put, ten thousand to flight, - Were it not that their Rock had sold them, And, Yahweh, had abandoned them; For, not like our Rock, is their rock, Our enemies themselves, being judges; For of the vine of Sodom, is their vine, And of the vineyards of Gomorrah, - Their grapes, are grapes of gall, Clusters of bitter things, are theirs: The poison of large serpents, is their wine, - Yea the fierce venom of asps. Is not, that, stored up with me, - Sealed up amongst my treasures; Unto the days of vengeance and requital: Unto the time their foot shall totter? For, near, is the day of their fate, And their destiny speedeth on. For Yahweh will vindicate his people, And upon his servants, will have compassion, - When he seeth that strength is exhausted, And there is no one shut up or at large, Then will he say, Where are their gods, The rock in whom they have trusted; Who used to eat the fat of their sacrifices, To drink the wine of their libations? Let them rise up and help you, Let them be over you for a coveting! See, now, that, I, I, am, he that is, And there are no gods with me, - I, kill - and make alive, I wound and, I, heal, And there is none who, from my hand, can deliver, For I lift up unto the heavens my hand, - And say, Living am, I, unto times age-abiding: If I whet my flashing sword, And my hand take bold on justice, I will return vengeance unto mine adversaries, And them who hate me, will I requite: I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, And, my sword, shall devour flesh, - With the blood of the slain and the captive, With the flesh of the chief leader of the foe.