Isaiah , CHAPTER 21
Oracle on the wastelands by the sea Like whirlwinds sweeping in waves through the Negeb, there comes from the desert, from the fearful land,
A cruel sight, revealed to me the traitor betrays, the despoiler spoils. "Go up, Elam; besiege, O Media; I will put an end to all groaning!"
Therefore my loins are filled with anguish, pangs have seized me like those of a woman in labor; I am too bewildered to hear, too dismayed to look.
My mind reels, shuddering assails me; My yearning for twilight has turned into dread.
They set the table, spread out the rugs; they eat, they drink. Rise up, O princes, oil the shield!
For thus says my Lord to me Go, station a watchman, let him tell what he sees.
If he sees a chariot, a pair of horses, Someone riding an ass, someone riding a camel, Then let him pay heed, very close heed.
Then the watchman cried, "On the watchtower, O my Lord, I stand constantly by day; And I stay at my post through all the watches of the night.
Here he comes now a single chariot, a pair of horses; He calls out and says, 'Fallen, fallen is Babylon, And all the images of her gods are smashed to the ground.'"
O my people who have been threshed, beaten on my threshing floor! What I have heard from the LORD of hosts, The God of Israel, I have announced to you.
Oracle on Edom They call to me from Seir, "Watchman, how much longer the night? Watchman, how much longer the night?"
The watchman replies, "Morning has come, and again night. If you will ask, ask; come back again."
Oracle on Arabia In the thicket in the nomad country spend the night, O caravans of Dedanites.
Meet the thirsty, bring them water; you who dwell in the land of Tema, greet the fugitives with bread.
They flee from the sword, from the whetted sword; From the taut bow, from the fury of battle.
For thus says the Lord to me In another year, like those of a hireling, all the glory of Kedar shall come to an end.
Few of Kedar's stalwart archers shall remain, for the LORD, the God of Israel, has spoken.