1 Woe to the land of whirring wings, which is beyond the rivers of Cush,

2 that is sending envoys by sea, and in vessels of papyrus over the face of the waters! Go, swift messengers, to a nation tall and smooth, to a people feared from that and onward, a nation of strength and trampling, whose land the rivers divide.

Isaiah 18:1-2, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
Isaiah 17
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