Yeshayahu 25 ישעיהו כ״ה

O Lord, Thou art my God; I will exalt Thee, I will praise Thy name; for Thou hast done wonderful things – counsels of old in faithfulness and truth.

For thou hast made of a city a heap; of a fortified city a ruin: a palace of strangers to be no city; it shall never be built.

Therefore shall the strong people glorify Thee, the city of the terrible nations shall fear Thee.

For Thou hast been a strength to the poor, a strength to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shadow from the heat, when the blast of tyrants was like a storm against the wall.

Thou shalt bring down the noise of strangers, as the heat in a dry place; as the heat is removed by the shadow of a cloud, so the song of tyrants shall be brought low.

And in this mountain shall the Lord of hosts make to all the peoples a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.

And he will destroy in this mountain the covering that is cast over all the people, and the veil that is spread over all the nations.

He will destroy death for ever; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the insult of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the Lord has spoken it.

And it shall be said on that day, Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, that he should save us: this is the Lord; we have waited for him, we will be glad and rejoice in his salvation.

For in this mountain shall the hand of the Lord rest, and Mo᾽av shall be trodden down in his own place, even as straw is trodden down in the dunghill.

And he shall spread out his hands in the midst of it, as he that swims spreads out his hands to swim: and he shall bring down his pride together with the spoils of his hands.

And the lofty fortress of thy walls shall he bring down, lay low, and bring to the ground, even to the dust.