Isaiah 21:1-4 ▼

1 Oracle on the wastelands by the sea: Like whirlwinds sweeping through the Negeb, it comes from the desert, from the fearful land.

2 A harsh vision has been announced to me: “The traitor betrays, the despoiler spoils. Go up, O Elam; besiege, O Media; put an end to all its groaning!”

3 Therefore my loins are filled with anguish, pangs have seized me like those of a woman in labor; I am too bewildered to hear, too dismayed to look.

4 My mind reels, shuddering assails me; The twilight I yearned for he has turned into dread.