Isaiah 22:1-8 ▼

1 The burden of the valley of vision. What aileth thee nowe that thou art wholy gone vp vnto the house toppes?

2 Thou that art full of noise, a citie full of brute, a ioyous citie: thy slaine men shall not bee slaine with sworde, nor die in battell.

3 All thy princes shal flee together from the bowe: they shalbe bound: all that shall be found in thee, shall be bound together, which haue fled from farre.

4 Therefore said I, Turne away from me: I wil weepe bitterly: labour not to comfort mee for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

5 For it is a day of trouble, and of ruine, and of perplexitie by the Lorde God of hostes in the valley of vision, breaking downe the citie: and a crying vnto the mountaines.

6 And Elam bare the quiuer in a mans charet with horsemen, and Kir vncouered the shield.

7 And thy chiefe valleis were full of charets, and the horsemen set themselues in aray against the gate.

8 And hee discouered the couering of Iudah: and thou didest looke in that day to the armour of the house of the forest.