Isaiah 25

1 O YHWH, You [are] my God, I exalt You, I confess Your Name, For You have done a wonderful thing, Counsels of old, steadfastness, O steadfast One.

2 For You made of a city a heap, Of a fortified city a ruin, A high place of strangers from [being] a city, It is not built for all time.

3 Therefore a strong people honors You, A city of the terrible nations fears You.

4 For You have been a stronghold for the poor, A stronghold for the needy in his distress, A refuge from storm, a shadow from heat, When the spirit of the terrible [is] as a storm—a wall.

5 As heat in a dry place, You humble the noise of strangers, [As] heat with the shadow of a thick cloud, The singing of the terrible is humbled.

6 And YHWH of Hosts has made, For all the peoples in this mountain, A banquet of fat things, A banquet of preserved things, Fat things full of marrow, Preserved things—refined.

7 And He has swallowed up in this mountain The face of the wrapping that is wrapped over all the peoples, And of the covering that is spread over all the nations.

8 He has swallowed up death in victory, And Lord YHWH has wiped [the] tear from off all faces, And He turns aside the reproach of His people from off all the earth, For YHWH has spoken.

9 And [one] has said in that day, “Behold, this [is] our God, We waited for Him, and He saves us, This [is] YHWH, we have waited for Him, We are glad and rejoice in His salvation!”

10 For the hand of YHWH rests on this mountain, And Moab is trodden down under Him, As straw is trodden down on a dunghill.

11 And He spread out His hands in its midst, As the swimmer spreads out to swim; And He has humbled his excellence With the machinations of his hands.

12 And the fortress of the high place of your walls He has bowed down—He has made low, He has caused [it] to come to the earth—to dust.