Isaiah 22:1-18 ▼

1 The burden of the Valley of Vision. What is [troubling] you now, that you have gone up, || All of you—to the roofs?

2 Full of stirs—a noisy city—an exulting city, || Your pierced are not pierced of the sword, || Nor dead in battle.

3 All your rulers fled from the bow together, || All found of you have been bound, || They have been kept bound together, || They have fled far off.

4 Therefore I said, “Look [away] from me, || I am bitter in my weeping, do not hurry to comfort me, || For the destruction of the daughter of my people.”

5 For a day of noise, and of treading down, || And of perplexity, [is] to the Lord, YHWH of Hosts, || In the Valley of Vision, digging down a wall, || And crying to the mountain.

6 And Elam has carried a quiver, || In a chariot of men—horsemen, || And Kir has exposed a shield.

7 And it comes to pass, || The choice of your valleys have been full of chariots, || And the horsemen diligently place themselves at the gate.

8 And one removes the covering of Judah, || And in that day you look || To the armor of the house of the forest,

9 And you have seen the breaches of the City of David, || For they have become many, || And you gather the waters of the lower pool,

10 And you numbered the houses of Jerusalem, || And you break down the houses to fortify the wall.

11 And you made a ditch between the two walls, || For the waters of the old pool, || And you have not looked to its Maker, || And you have not seen its Framer of old.

12 And the Lord calls, YHWH of Hosts, || In that day, to weeping and to lamentation, || And to baldness and to girding on of sackcloth,

13 And behold, joy and gladness, slaying of oxen, || And slaughtering of sheep, || Eating of flesh, and drinking of wine, || Eat and drink, for tomorrow we die.

14 And it has been revealed in my ears, || [By] YHWH of Hosts: This iniquity is not pardoned to you, || Until you die, said the Lord, YHWH of Hosts.

15 Thus said the Lord, YHWH of Hosts: “Go forth, go to this steward, || To Shebna, who [is] over the house:

16 What are you [doing] here? And who has [allowed] you here? That you have hewn out a tomb for yourself here? Hewing his tomb on high, || Carving a dwelling for himself in a rock.

17 Behold, YHWH is casting you up and down, || A casting up and down, O mighty one,

18 And your coverer covering, wrapping around, || Wraps you around, O babbler, || On a land of broad sides—there you die, || And there the chariots of your glory [are] the shame of the house of your lord.