Isaiah 22

¹ LOAD OF THE RAVINE OF ZION What is it to you, indeed, that you all go up to the housetops? ² Tumults are filling the city! Clamor the joyous town! Your wounded will not be wounded by the sword, nor your dead the dead of battle. ³ All your captains wander together. By bowmen are they bound. All your resolute are bound together, because they ran far away. ⁴ Therefore said I, "Squint away from me. I am embittering in my lament. You must not rush to comfort me over the devastation of the daughter of my people." ⁵ For a day of discomfiture and destruction is it, and trampling and lamentation, to my Lord Yahweh of hosts. In the ravine of Zion is a scooping through the side wall, small and great are straying to the mountain. ⁶ And Elam lifts up the quiver with the charioteer, and horsemen, and Kir makes naked the shield. ⁷ And it is coming that the choicest of your vales are full of chariots, and the horsemen will set, yea set out toward your gate. ⁸ And the portiere of Judah will roll away, and you will look, in that day, to the armor of the houses of the city, ⁹ and the rents of the city of David you will see, for they are multiplied. And you will gather together the water of the nether reservoir into the city. ¹⁰ And the houses of Jerusalem you will number, and you will break down the houses to defend the wall. ¹¹ And a confluence will you make for yourselves between the two walls. For the water of the storage reservoir. Yet you do not look to its Maker from the beginning, and its Former from afar you do not see. ¹² And my Lord, Yahweh of hosts, will call for lamentation in that day, and for wailing, and for baldness, and for girding on sackcloth; ¹³ yet behold! Elation will they make and rejoicing, killing an ox and slaying from the flock, eating flesh and drinking wine, saying, "Eat and drink, for tomorrow we will die." ¹⁴ Yet it is revealed in my ears by Yahweh of hosts, "If a propitiatory shelter be made for this depravity of yours, still you shall die!" says my Lord, Yahweh of hosts. ¹⁵ Thus says my Lord, Yahweh of hosts: "Go, enter to this provident one, to Shebna, who is over the household, and say to him, ¹⁶ `What have you here? And whom have you here? For you hewed a tomb for yourself here,' - hewing on a height his tomb! Delineating in a crag a tabernacle for himself!" ¹⁷ Behold! Yahweh of hosts will hurl you with a masterly hurling, and He will take away your tunic and your glorious sash, and muffle you securely. ¹⁸ To twirl will He twirl you a twirling, as a bowling ball to a land wide on all hands. There you shall die. And there the chariots of your glory are for dishonor, and the house of your lord is for tramping. ¹⁹ And I thrust you from your station, and from your standing will I pull you down. ²⁰ And it comes in that day, that I call to My servant, to Eliakim, son of Hilkiah, ²¹ and I clothe him with your tunic, and with your sash I will make him fast. And your rule and your station will I give into his hand. And he becomes a father to the dwellers of Jerusalem, and to the house of Judah. And I give him the glory of David, and he will be chief with no contender. ²² And I bestow the key of the house of David on his shoulder. And he opens, and there is no locking, and he locks, and there is no opening. ²³ And I fasten him as a peg in a sure place. And he becomes a glorious throne to the house of his father. ²⁴ And they hang on it all the glory of the house of his father, the offspring and those ejected, all small vessels, from vessels of the goblets, and unto all vessels of the crocks. ²⁵ In that day, averring is Yahweh of hosts, Removed shall be the peg fastened in a place that is sure, and it is hacked down, and falls, and cut off is the load which is on it, for Yahweh speaks.