Isaiah 21:1-8 ▼

1 An oracle against the desert by the sea: Like storms that pass over the Negev, it comes from the desert, from the land of terror.

2 A troubling vision is declared to me:” The treacherous one acts treacherously, and the destroyer destroys. Advance, Elam! Lay siege, you Medes! I will put an end to all her groaning.”

3 Therefore I am filled with anguish. Pain grips me, like the pain of a woman in labor. I am too perplexed to hear, too dismayed to see.

4 My heart staggers; horror terrifies me. He has turned my last glimmer of hope into sheer terror.

5 Prepare a table, and spread out a carpet! Eat and drink! Rise up, you princes, and oil the shields!

6 For the Lord has said to me,” Go, post a lookout; let him report what he sees.

7 When he sees riders— pairs of horsemen, riders on donkeys, riders on camels— he must pay close attention.”

8 Then the lookout reported,” Lord, I stand on the watchtower all day, and I stay at my post all night.