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Isaiah 30:28

Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

His breath is like an overflowing torrent that rises to the neck. He comes to sift the nations in a sieve of destruction and to put a bridle on the jaws of the peoples to lead them astray.

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Because your raging against me and your arrogance have reached my ears, I will put my hook in your nose and my bit in your mouth; I will make you go back the way you came.


and then the lawless one will be revealed. The Lord Jesus will destroy him with the breath of his mouth  and will bring him to nothing at the appearance of his coming.


but he will judge the poor righteously and execute justice for the oppressed of the land. He will strike the land with a sceptre  from his mouth, and he will kill the wicked with a command  from his lips.


It will pour into Judah, flood over it, and sweep through, reaching up to the neck; and its flooded banks will fill your entire land, Immanuel!


for I am about to give the command, and I will shake the house of Israel among all the nations, as one shakes a sieve, but not a pebble will fall to the ground.


Because your raging against me and your arrogance have reached my ears, I will put my hook in your nose and my bit in your mouth; I will make you go back the way you came.


‘Simon, Simon,   look out. Satan   has asked to sift you   like wheat.


So repent! Otherwise, I will come to you quickly   and fight against them with the sword of my mouth.


He had seven stars in his right hand; a sharp double-edged sword came from his mouth,  and his face was shining like the sun at full strength.


For the word of God is living and effective  and sharper than any double-edged sword,  penetrating as far as the separation of soul and spirit, joints and marrow. It is able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart.


For this reason God sends them a strong delusion so that they will believe the lie,


His winnowing shovel is in his hand, and he will clear his threshing-floor and gather his wheat into the barn. But the chaff he will burn with fire that never goes out.’


Therefore, they will be like the morning mist, like the early dew that vanishes, like chaff blown from a threshing-floor, or like smoke from a window.


you will be punished by the  Lord of Armies with thunder, earthquake, and loud noise, storm, tempest, and a flame of consuming fire.


Egypt’s spirit will be disturbed within it, and I will frustrate its plans. Then they will enquire of worthless idols, ghosts, mediums, and spiritists.


A whip for the horse, a bridle for the donkey, and a rod for the backs of fools.


For God has deprived her of wisdom; he has not endowed her with understanding.


Since the Lord had decreed  that Ahithophel’s good advice be undermined  in order to bring about Absalom’s ruin, Absalom and all the men of Israel said, ‘The advice of Hushai the Archite is better than Ahithophel’s advice.’


Look, the Lord has a strong and mighty one   – like a devastating hailstorm, like a storm with strong flooding water. He will bring it across the land with his hand.


For you said, ‘We have made a covenant with Death, and we have an agreement with Sheol; when the overwhelming catastrophe  passes through, it will not touch us, because we have made falsehood our refuge and have hidden behind treachery.’


Your singing will be like that on the night of a holy festival, and your heart will rejoice like one who walks to the music of a flute, going up to the mountain of the  Lord, to the Rock of Israel.


Indeed! Topheth has been ready for the king for a long time. Its funeral pyre is deep and wide, with plenty of fire and wood. The breath of the Lord,  like a torrent of burning sulphur, kindles it.


They will fear the name of the  Lord in the west and his glory in the east;  , for he will come like a rushing stream driven by the wind of the  Lord.


Why, Lord, do you make us stray from your ways? You harden our hearts so that we do not fear   you. Return, because of your servants, the tribes of your heritage.


The nations rage like the rumble of a huge torrent. He rebukes them, and they flee far away, driven before the wind like chaff on the hills and like tumbleweeds before a gale.


In the evening #– #sudden terror! Before morning #– #it is gone! This is the fate of those who plunder us and the lot of those who ravage us.





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