Isaiah 25:1-5 ▼

1 O Yahweh, You are my God; I will exalt You, I will give thanks to Your name; For You have worked wonders, Counsels formed long ago, with perfect faithfulness.

2 For You have made a city into a heap, A fortified town into a ruin; A palace of strangers is a city no more, It will never be rebuilt.

3 Therefore a strong people will glorify You; Towns of ruthless nations will fear You.

4 For You have been a strong defense for the poor, A strong defense for the needy in his distress, A refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat; For the breath of the ruthless Is like a rain storm against a wall.

5 Like heat in a dry land, You subdue the rumbling of strangers; Like heat by the shadow of a cloud, the song of the ruthless is silenced.