The Holy Bible – Knox Translation
The Prophecy of Isaias
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Chapter 33
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What, plunderer of the nations, unplundered still? Proud lord of others, does none dispute thy lordship? A time comes when thou must cease plundering, and thyself be plundered, when of lordship thou hast had enough, and others lord it over thee.
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Have mercy on us, Lord, that wait for thee so patiently; day after day be our stronghold, our deliverer thou in time of trouble!
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Fled, the alien host, scattered the heathen, thy angel’s voice✻ once heard, thy power made manifest!
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Your spoils, Gentiles, how easily amassed! Easily as the locusts, where they swarm in the trenches.
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The Lord’s power made manifest, that is throned high in heaven! With his just award Sion shall be well content;
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still in these times of ours✻ the promise well kept, the full deliverance. Knowledge and wisdom and the fear of the Lord, what treasure like these?
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Deserted, the highways, the lanes untravelled; the enemy has broken the truce, making no terms with the cities, not sparing the lives of men;
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widowed the countryside and lifeless, Lebanon shrunken and withered, Saron a wilderness, Basan and Carmel quaking with fear.
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Now, the Lord says, to bestir myself, now to rise up in arms against them, now to make them feel my power!
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A raging fire conceived in the womb, and nothing but stubble brought to the birth; your own impetuous spirit shall be a fire, Gentiles, to devour you;
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like ashes in a kiln they shall be left, the alien hordes, bundles of brushwood eaten up by the fire.
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Listen then, you that live far off, to the story of my doings; and you, who dwell close to me, learn the lesson of my power.
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In Sion itself there be guilty folk that tremble, false hearts full of dismay; who shall survive this devouring flame, the near presence of fires that burn unceasingly?
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He only, that follows the path of innocence, tells truth, ill-gotten gain refuses, flings back the bribe; his ears shut to murderous counsels, his eyes from every harmful sight turned away.
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On the heights his dwelling shall be, his eyrie among the fastnesses of the rocks, bread shall be his for the asking, water from an unfailing spring.
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Those eyes shall look on the king in his royal beauty, have sight of a land whose frontiers are far away.
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Of those old fears, how thou wilt recall the memory! Where are they now, the learned men, that could weight each phrase of the law, that taught us like children?✻
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No longer wilt thou see before thee a rebellious people,✻ all profound talk that passes thy comprehension, and no wisdom.
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Look around thee at Sion, goal of our pilgrimage, see where Jerusalem lies, an undisturbed dwelling-place; here is tent securely fixed, its pegs immoveable, its ropes never to be broken.
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Here, as nowhere else, our Lord reigns in majesty; a place of rivers, of wide, open streams, yet no ship’s oar will disturb it, no huge galleon pass by;
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the Lord our judge, the Lord our lawgiver, the Lord our king, will himself be our deliverance.
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Now, thy tackle hangs loose and unserviceable, too weak thy mast is to display thy pennon; then, thou wilt have the spoil of many forays to divide, even lame folk shall carry plunder away.
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No more shall they cry out on their helpless plight, these, thy fellow citizens; none dwells there now but is assoiled of his guilt.
