1 Wo to the land of the whizzing of wings, which is from beyond the rivers of Cush:

2 Sending messengers upon the sea, and in vessels of the bulrush upon the face of the waters, Go, ye swift messengers, to a nation drawn out and sharpened, to a people to be feared from this, and farther off; a nation of might, of might, and of treading down, of which the rivers divided up its land.

3 All ye inhabiting the habitable globe, and dwelling in the earth, when lifting up a signal on the mountains, ye shall see; and when striking the trumpet, ye shall hear.

4 For thus said Jehovah to me, I will cause rest, and I will behold in my dwelling place as the serene heat upon the light, and as a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.

5 For before the harvest, when the flower was completed, and the sour grape shall be ripening in the flower, and he cut off the shoots with pruning-hooks, and cutting off he took away the tendrils.

Isaiah 18:1-5, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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