CHAPTER 25

1 O Jehovah, thou art my God;
I will exalt thee;
I will praise thy name;
For thou hast done a wonderful thing;
Counsels which have been already decreed of old;
Firm truth.

2 For thou hast made of a city a heap;
A fortified city to be a ruin;
A palace of foreigners, that it may not be a city,
That it may never be built.

3 Therefore shall the mighty people glorify thee;
The city of the powerful nations shall fear thee.

4 For thou hast been strength to the poor;
Strength to the needy in his affliction;
A refuge from the flood,
A shadow from the heat;
For the breath of the strong ¹ ones
Was as a storm ² against the wall.

5 As the heat in a dry place,
Thou wilt lay low the noise of foreigners,
As the heat by the shadow of a cloud;
The shouting ³ of the strong ones wilt thou lay low.

6 And Jehovah of hosts will make
For all people in that mountain
A feast of fat things,
A feast of liquids purified,
Of fat things full of marrow,
Of liquids purified.

7 And he will destroy in that mountain
The face of the covering with which all nations were covered,
And the veil which was spread over all nations.

8 He hath destroyed death eternally.
And the Lord Jehovah will wipe away tears from all faces,
And will take away the disgrace of his people from all the earth;
For Jehovah hath spoken it.

9 And it shall he said in that day:
Lo, this is our God;
We have waited for him,
And he will save us;
This is Jehovah;
We have waited for him;
We will rejoice and be glad in his salvation.

10 For the hand of Jehovah shall rest on that mountain;
And Moab shall be trodden down under him,
As straw is trodden down on the dunghill.

11 And he will spread out his hand under the midst of them,
As a swimmer spreadeth forth his hands to swim;
And he will lay low their pride,
With the arms of their hands.

12 And the fortress of the loftiness of thy walls
He will bring down,
He will lay low,
And he will cast down to the ground,
To the dust.