Isaiah 17
NASB 1977
Prophecy about Damascus

     1The oracle concerning Damascus.
            “Behold, Damascus is about to be removed from being a city,
            And it will become a fallen ruin.

     2“The cities of Aroer are forsaken;
            They will be for flocks to lie down in,
            And there will be no one to frighten them.

     3“The fortified city will disappear from Ephraim,
            And sovereignty from Damascus
            And the remnant of Aram;
            They will be like the glory of the sons of Israel,”
            Declares the LORD of hosts.

     4Now it will come about in that day that the glory of Jacob will fade,
            And the fatness of his flesh will become lean.

     5It will be even like the reaper gathering the standing grain,
            As his arm harvests the ears,
            Or it will be like one gleaning ears of grain
            In the valley of Rephaim.

     6Yet gleanings will be left in it like the shaking of an olive tree,
            Two or three olives on the topmost bough,
            Four or five on the branches of a fruitful tree,
            Declares the LORD, the God of Israel.

     7In that day man will have regard for his Maker,
            And his eyes will look to the Holy One of Israel.

     8And he will not have regard for the altars, the work of his hands,
            Nor will he look to that which his fingers have made,
            Even the Asherim and incense stands.

     9In that day their strong cities will be like forsaken places in the forest,
            Or like branches which they abandoned before the sons of Israel;
            And the land will be a desolation.

     10For you have forgotten the God of your salvation
            And have not remembered the rock of your refuge.
            Therefore you plant delightful plants
            And set them with vine slips of a strange god.

     11In the day that you plant it you carefully fence it in,
            And in the morning you bring your seed to blossom;
            But the harvest will be a heap
            In a day of sickliness and incurable pain.

     12Alas, the uproar of many peoples
            Who roar like the roaring of the seas,
            And the rumbling of nations
            Who rush on like the rumbling of mighty waters!

     13The nations rumble on like the rumbling of many waters,
            But He will rebuke them and they will flee far away,
            And be chased like chaff in the mountains before the wind,
            Or like whirling dust before a gale.

     14At evening time, behold, there is terror!
            Before morning they are no more.
            Such will be the portion of those who plunder us,
            And the lot of those who pillage us.

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