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Isaiah 1:8

New American Bible - revised edition

And daughter Zion is left like a hut in a vineyard, Like a shed in a melon patch, like a city blockaded.

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He builds his house as of cobwebs, or like a booth put up by a watchman.

Be gracious to me, Lord; see how my foes afflict me! You alone can raise me from the gates of death.

Your country is waste, your cities burnt with fire; Your land—before your eyes strangers devour it, a waste, like the devastation of Sodom.

If the Lord of hosts had not left us a small remnant, We would have become as Sodom, would have resembled Gomorrah.

Even today he will halt at Nob, he will shake his fist at the mount of daughter Zion, the hill of Jerusalem!

I will encamp like David against you; I will circle you with outposts and set up siege works against you.

A thousand shall tremble at the threat of one— if five threaten, you shall flee. You will then be left like a flagstaff on a mountaintop, like a flag on a hill.

This is the word the Lord has spoken concerning him: She despises you, laughs you to scorn, the virgin daughter Zion; Behind you she wags her head, daughter Jerusalem.

Perhaps the Lord, your God, will hear the words of the commander, whom his lord, the king of Assyria, sent to taunt the living God, and will rebuke him for the words which the Lord, your God, has heard. So lift up a prayer for the remnant that is here.”

When the Lord washes away the filth of the daughters of Zion, And purges Jerusalem’s blood from her midst with a blast of judgment, a searing blast,

You shall ask yourself: “Who has borne me these, when I was bereft and barren? Exiled and repudiated, who has reared them? I was left all alone; where then do these come from?”

The Lord has proclaimed to the ends of the earth: Say to daughter Zion, “See, your savior comes! See, his reward is with him, his recompense before him.”

It shall roll on into Judah, it shall rage and pass on— up to the neck it shall reach. But his outspread wings will fill the width of your land, Emmanuel!

Like watchers in the fields they surround her, for she has rebelled against me—oracle of the Lord.

Lovely and delicate daughter Zion, you are ruined!

How the Lord in his wrath has abhorred daughter Zion, Casting down from heaven to earth the glory of Israel, Not remembering his footstool on the day of his wrath!

He laid waste his booth like a garden, destroyed his shrine; The Lord has blotted out in Zion feast day and sabbath, Has scorned in fierce wrath king and priest.

Up! Up! Flee from the land of the north—oracle of the Lord;—For like the four winds of heaven I have dispersed you—oracle of the Lord.

Exult greatly, O daughter Zion! Shout for joy, O daughter Jerusalem! Behold: your king is coming to you, a just savior is he, Humble, and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.

“Fear no more, O daughter Zion; see, your king comes, seated upon an ass’s colt.”




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