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ISAIAH
- 25That I will break Asshur in My land,
- And upon My mountains tread him under foot;
- Then shall his yoke depart from off them,
- And his burden depart from off their shoulder.
- 26This is the purpose that is purposed upon the whole earth;
- And this is the hand that is stretched out upon all the nations.
- 27For the Lord of hosts hath purposed,
- And who shall disannul it?
- And His hand is stretched out,
- And who shall turn it back?
28In the year that king Ahaz died was this burden.
- 29Rejoice not, O Philistia, all of thee,
- Because the rod that smote thee is broken:
- For out of the serpent's root shall come forth a basilisk,
- And his fruit shall be a flying serpent.
- 30And the first-born of the poor shall feed,
- And the needy shall lie down in safety;
- And I will kill thy root with famine,
- And thy remnant shall be slain
- 31Howl, O gate; cry, O city;
- Melt away, O Philistia, all of thee;
- For there cometh a smoke out of the north,
- And there is no straggler in his ranks.
- 32What then shall one answer the messengers of the nation?
- That the Lord hath founded Zion,
- And in her shall the afflicted of His people take refuge.
15The burden of Moab.
- For in the night that Ar of Moab is laid waste,
- He is brought to ruin;
- For in the night that Kir of Moab is laid waste,
- He is brought to ruin.
- 2He is gone up to Baith, and to Dibon,
- To the high places, to weep;
- Upon Nebo, and upon Medeba, Moab howleth;
- On all their heads is baldness,
- Every beard is shaven.
- 3In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth;
- On their housetops, and in their broad places,
- Every one howleth, weeping profusely.
- 4And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh;
- Their voice is heard even unto Jahaz;
- Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud;
- His soul is faint within him.
- 5My heart crieth out for Moab;
- Her fugitives reach unto Zoar,
- A heifer of three years old;
- For by the ascent of Luhith
- With weeping they go up;
- For in the way of Horonaim
- They raise up a cry of destruction.
- 6For the Waters of Nimrim shall be desolate;
- For the grass is withered away, the herbage faileth,
- There is no green thing.
- 7Therefore the abundance they have gotten,
- And that which they have laid up,
- Shall they carry away to the brook of the willows.
- 8For the cry is gone round about
- The borders of Moab;
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