The Holy Bible – Knox Translation
The Prophecy of Isaias
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Chapter 21
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What burden for the desert by the sea? From the desert it comes, from a land full of terrors, like the storm-wind rising from the south.
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Here be stern threats revealed to me: the treacherous one still treacherous, the plunderer still at his plundering! Elam, to the attack! Lay siege to him, Medians! From yonder desert there shall be groaning no more!
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What wonder if pain gripped the loins of me, sudden as woman’s pangs in travail? What wonder if sight and sound of it daunt and daze me,
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if heart fails and I grope in darkness, bewildered over her ruin, the Babylon I love?

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What, the banquet spread? From yonder post of vantage look down on them, where they sit at their meat and drink! Now, captains, to arms!

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Yes, the Lord’s word has came to me, Go and bid the watchman stand at his post, to give tidings of all he sees.
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A chariot he saw, with two out-riders, one that rode on an ass, and one that rode on a camel; looked long at them, watching them eagerly.
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Then he cried, Lonely as lion am I, that have charge of the Lord’s watch-tower; day after day I have stood here, night after night I keep my post.
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Nearer now, the chariot and its two outriders; Tidings! cries charioteer. Babylon has fallen, has fallen; images of the gods she worshipped have come crashing to the ground.
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My countrymen, winnowed with me in the same threshing-floor of trial, from the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel, such tidings I bring.

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What burden for Duma? A cry comes to me from Seir, How goes the night, watchman? How goes the night?
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Morning is on its way, says he, but with morning, the night. Come back again and enquire, if enquire you must.

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What burden for the Arabs? By evening, sleep in the woods you must, you that travel to Dedanim.
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Dwellers in the south, bring out water to meet the thirsty, bread to meet fleeing men.
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They have fled to escape the sword, the drawn sword, to escape the bow already bent against them, the stress of battle.
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In a year’s time, the Lord says, by the time a labourer’s contract is out, Cedar shall be robbed of all its glory;
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of all the brave archers that were Cedar’s sons, only a dwindling remnant shall be left; the Lord, the God of Israel has decreed it.