Isaiah:17
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The oracle on Damascus ,
Lo !
Damascus ,
is to be removed from being a city ,
And shall become a heap of ruins :
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Forsaken ,
are the desolate cities ,
For flocks ,
shall they serve ,
Which shall lie down and have none to make them afraid .
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Then shall the fortress cease from Ephraim ,
And the kingdom from Damascus and the remnant of Syria ,
Like the glory of the sons of Israel ,
shall they be ,
Declareth Yahweh of hosts .
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And it shall come to pass in that day ,
That the glory of Jacob ,
shall be diminished ,
And ,
the fatness of his flesh ,
shall be wasted ;
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And it shall come to pass That ,
as the harvestman gathereth standing corn ,
And with his armthe ears ,
he reapeth ,
Yea it shall come to pass That ,
so ,
shall he be who gleaneth ears ,
in the vale of Rephaim ;
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Yet shall there be left therein ,
a gleaning .
As in the beating of an olive-tree ,
Two-three berries in the head of the tree-top ,
Fourfive ,
among her fruitful boughs ,
Declareth Yahweh God of Israel .
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In that day ,
shall the son of earth look to him that made him ,
And his eyes unto the Holy One of Israel ,
be turned ;
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And he shall not look unto the altars the work of his own hands ,
Nor to what his own fingers have made ,
shall his eye be turned ,
Whether Sacred Stems or Sun-pillars .
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In that day ,
shall his fortified cities become Like a neglected bough and a topmost branch ,
Which they neglected because of the sons of Israel ,
So shall there be desolation .
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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 :
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In the day when thou plantest ,
fence thou in ,
And in the morning ,
cause thou ,
they slip ,
to blossom ,
A harvest will have waved in the day of destiny ,
and mortal pain .
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Alas !
the booming of many peoples ,
Like the booming of the seas ,
shall they boom ,
And the rushing of nations !
Like the rushing of mighty waters ,
shall they rush .
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Though nations like the rushing of many waters ,
shall rush ,
Yet shall one rebuke him ,
And he shall flee far away ,
And be chased As the chaff of the mountains before a wind ,
And as whirling stubble before a storm !
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At eventide ,
lo !
terror ,
Before morning ,
he is not !
This ,
is the portion of them who plunder us ,
And the lot of them who make of us a prey .